O, Porcupine

Without a queen the locust swarm Turned the ground to black Descending like a shadowy tower on a fish's back And scattered the sticks who crawled like snakes in the sand As the red clay took the form of a lizard Who rushed like a moth to the flame of my open hand While, in my little world My sad, little world A speckled bird humbly inspired Ran across the road when it could have flown And it made me smile And at the water's edge, Babylon As we laid and slept, the river wept For you, O'Zion, the stones cry out Bells shake the sky, all creation groans (Shh) (Listen to it) Messes of men in farmer poverty Not much for monks but we pretend to be Share a silent meal and a pot of chamomile Gypsies like us should be stamped in solidarity I held you in my fond but distant memory While waiting for the Mother Hen to gather me Who regretfully wrote "you have a decent ear for notes" "But you can't yet appreciate harmony" O' porcupine perched low in the tree Your eyes to mine "you'd be well inclined not to mess with me" And at the garden's edge beneath a speechless sky As his friends slept, Jesus wept And it's no wonder why You wanna be set free? You wanna set me free? Well that can only come from a union with the One who never dies (While, in my little world, in my sad, little world) (I patched a plaster wall in my little world) (And in my little world, I was waiting, just dying) (To take offence at something in my little world) (In my little world, in my sad, little world) (This is all there is in my little world) In darkness a light shines on me In darkness a light shines on you I never gathered figs from a thorny branch I never picked a grapefruit off a bramble bush And for the past five, almost six years now You know you haven't once looked at me With kindness in your eyes You say Judas is a brother of mine? Oh, but sister in our darkness a light shines And all I ever want to say for the rest of my life Is how that light is God And though I've been mistaken on this or that point That light is God