English – Page 76 – Scriptorium '77

Across the Universe

I laud the magnitude / Of spherical heavens
On the Earth down here / But above our minds

The wise man said: / I’m here for a reason
Let me do my work and don’t put treason / Too easily upon my head.

Oh, the days go by / Without me trying
Shiny wizards at the sky / My life complete

I heard someone say / Not too long ago
Why are there countries? / Why have we built walls?

By the time all facts / Lie on the plate
The question might be / Will it be too late?

Bloodstained clothes in heaven
He’s standing in front
Of an ever closed door;

I might be obsessed / But I’m not stalking
The man I love / His voice is enough.

Silver lining on the floor
Darkened shadows upon my pillow

Monday early morning / No clouds up there
The Sun is burning / I shouldn’t care.

Patrick became a saint / Far from his home
A captive from England / A slave to the Irish