On The Tower

If that’s a tear I see
If it’s because of me
Then I may well have to tell you what I would do
But to play is easier than to set the groove
And to think is more simple than changing the mood
Is it more, is it less
What’s that thing on your chest
Won’t you whisper your blues as heartfelt as you can
Meet me halfway
By the bedrock
On the tower
If I translate you wrong, when I complete your song
That would be my two feet stumbling ahead of me
I could tell you the tricks that I think hurt you best
About the house packed with people and their loneliness
But the hour is so late
Take some weight off your chest
Let’s just pray for our fates and then give it a rest
Go get yourself up straight
I’ll throw a melody
That is as serious as it is simple