Thursday 28 June 2012

Camels & Needles

Lately I've been pondering
     camels and needles
Because lately you've been squandering
     the wealth of a king
So to cure my insecurity
     I hang out in cathedrals
That dwarf your stately villas
     and shroud you in sin

For ye have received your consolation
I sure as hell need mine
Is it too much to ask
     for a soul to console?
If the good life is yours
     can't eternity be mine?

But for all my hope in balance
I know you'll tip the scales
Typical of you to not be satisfied
With the just forever flames
And while your empire rises
Mine seems further reduced
So I'll take all I can get
Even if all I can get
   is a single beatitude