Joy Surrender - The Ark

I was born to start a revolution

It would be my contribution

To a worldwide resurrection

I was born to start a million fires

The joy of mens' desires

Was laid in my hand

But I was born a weak and worried thinker

With an eagerness to know myself

That throws it all away

'Cause all I can think of is:

-Love

And saturday

And how the golden road can seize to glare

Oh, man!

What if I just don’t give a damn?

-How wonderful!

But after all the worst can’t be that bad

Oh, man… What if I knew how to say:

— Stop

— No

— Let go?

— Oh, the angelheaded demons-tongue

Who thought he knew

Why some mirrors crack so easily

— now, he ain’t got a clue

And every now and then

It seems to me it’s come to this

-that promises and prophecies

Was all i had to give

'Cause all I can think of is:

Love…

Oh, Love…

But after all the worst can’t be that bad

Oh, man…

Seems like a joy surrender