Circle of Crying Women

Found to be guilty by a jury of my alleged peers young angry and bored so terribly bored I have nothing to show you nothing to see between you and me there’s a lot I’ve thrown away the important things, you’ll never see Digging through the trash in my wake you’ll find nothing so stop looking the secrets are here in the songs I sing The first few years will be the hardest Asleep, but someone still watching I’m so sorry I was something to many - but even still, nothing to many more I was a beautiful boy once Handsome, sweet, charming and smart I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, but I have to go. You know that I had to go Somewhere over the sun Somewhere over the rain Who wouldn’t want a circle of crying women praying over their body? Crescent moon tiger-striped by clouds Fell apart on my way back home I’ll meet at “only then” feels good to be good work can be so much fun Songs to be heard when the blessing has come you said “when your job is done, my job is done.”