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SONG FOR TOWNES
I lay me down in a room where a man like me was already dying,
And I thought, “why do we choose the demise of ourselves as rebellion?”
If the calling is God, then the muse is the Devil,
Something’s wrong with this path, something’s not on the level,
It’ll nip at your heels and give without warning,
Close your eyes and pray you’ll be here in the morning,
Well, it’s a sordid affair, hardly right, hardly fair when it gets you,
But the sounds just come out, and it’s too late for doubt, you just go,
If the calling is God, I say the muse is the Devil,
Something’s wrong with this path, something’s not on the level,
There are too many thoughts that flood in without warning,
Close your eyes and pray there’ll be some truth in the morning,
There’s salvation in bits, in the kindness of strangers and friends,
And if you just push on through, there’ll be more when you get ‘round the bend,
If the calling is God, then the muse is the Devil,
Something’s wrong with this path, something’s not on the level,
Hearts can twist from their core and turn without warning,
Close your eyes and pray there’ll be love in the morning,
Well, if it makes you feel free, how can you disagree with the theory
That to live is to fly, you just can’t deny that it’s true,
If the calling is God, I say the muse is the Devil,
Something’s wrong with this path, something’s not on the level
If you rise to the sky your wings will melt without warning,
Close your eyes and pray they’ll be there in the morning,
And if it all goes wrong and if I have no place to fall,
At the end of the day, it’s still you that I wish I could call,
If the calling is God, and the muse is the Devil,
And if they both point at you, I can only just revel
At the beauty I’ve seen, and the songs for the showing,
That will be here when I’m not in the morning.
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