Seven More

I failed seventy times seven
Trying to build a second heaven
In our form
Been accused of tunnel vision
But I read that some derision
Is the norm
Well it’s been seven years
I’d like to think you’re set for seven more
We went to the holy city
Took our photos next to every
Holy door
And from thence we sailed to Cyprus
Pamphlet said the storm could wash us
All ashore
Well it’s been seven years
I’d like to think you’re set for seven more
You’re the lilies in my meadow
You’re the lilies in my meadow
You’re the paper for my pen so
Don’t be shy
But if you ever catch the spirit
Please just leave, I won’t be near it
That’s goodbye
Well it’s been seven years
I’d like to think you’re set for seven more
Seven more