Ribbon Road lyrics


Books and Trees

Every man's the same they say
everyone has it all
Then we're all happy
No mountains to make us feel small
Nothing big at all

Nothing to worry about
Give us tests that we can win
Fill us with information
And then tell us it all again

Fill us all with facts
Then we all feel full
and brilliant with information
Then we feel we're thinking
Then we feel we're moving
When we're not
Then we'll be happy
Because facts never change
Don't give us that slippery stuff
It makes us said again

Chorus
It's not the books that you need
but what was in them
it's not the music that you need
but what it said
it's not the paintings that you need
but what was painted
the sound of someone's heart
To clear your head

Where can an honest man live?
How can an honest man live?
Where can he go?
Does he have to live in the wilderness?
Out there without a home
Is there no land for us
No place for us to lay our heads?
I will not listen to what they think
I will not listen to what they say
But sit alone and think
Can they hear, can they feel
can they see
for All is vanity and grasping for the wind.

Chorus
It's not the books that you need
but what was in them
it's not the music that you need,
but what it said
it's not the paintings that you need
but what was painted
the sound of someone's heart
To clear your head

Is it the book that grows the tree
or the tree that grows the book
does it grow without the sun?
Is it the bell that sounds the hand
Or the hand that sounds the bell
Does it ring without it?
Is it the hand that guides the man
Or the man that guides the hand
Does it do it without you?
These are the questions I ask myself
All nonsense, all the truth,
All tales to tell.
All hands are bells,
All books trees

© Copyright: Words and Music - Geoff Heslop
2009 Ribbon Road Music

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