wooden chance

there was a woman I met oh so long
she shook her head, she looked to the floor
my hideous eyes could bear no wooden chance

the illumination lasted just a minute or so
the pumpkin bursts, the shattered torn
the love life of chipmunks made me wonder

i drank some water
made me strong
the open bottle, stood stray along
the calming sense of a song by known man

he rested his hat, furrowed his brow
he entered the path, clarinet involved
the sound made me whisper into her ear

this girl she left town a mile ago
on doctor's orders, she had the flu
sneezed into a handkerchief, in her pocket

there was a man I knew quite well
a doctor's son, his soul to tell
everytime he looked in the mirror, he saw my face
for the doctor i have been all along

strumming an old guitar, drunk off orange juice
how it sounded, how she walked
how she curtseyed, how she talked
wearing black and white, o heaven almighty

it took me time to realize too
that i was living in a wooden shoe
this shoe it broke and it landed me on my feet
the shoe that broke held a mother's laugh
her sons and daughters, straying the path

the only son left out to save the poor and needy
Alleluia