Bend Towards The Light - Small Feet

The storm produced thunder and the thunder rolled down

Words produce wonder and follow you around

It is safe when it’s sodder and safe underground

You fill up with viguor and fill up with sound

For the winds keep on whispering through the chatter of clouds

Gathered by heat and compressed in the sky

Thoughts of us wander, yeah it works everytime

Until our great rulers rule out it’s yours and my heart

Let the boats keep on boating and the riddlers write rhymes

The rich keep on gloating and the clocks count the time

There’s an ark being built that you will never find

When come time to leave you will burn me be betrayal

Oh run, John, you’ll never make China on time

And fold your hands peasant, you walk like a child

In this here condition, yes the doctors were right

The fools see the end

Good people like birds clutch and fall into

The great belly of the sky

I bow to the darkness then bend towards the light