They Sang As They Slew Follow

What did the poet say?
Like the light of a candle lost in the day
One hand on the cradle
Please try not to come apart

The singer takes the stage
And he whispers, "Relax and fake . . . "
The gift is for giving
Please try

Ah, Cancer!
Ah, Scorpio!
That's the trick
Come giver becomes taker
It's oh so sick
How am I to burn?
I'll just light the wick and come apart

Another bead on a string
Ten thousand candles and the light they bring
I sing
How shocking!
I sing

This paper and this prose
The meanings that no one knows
He writes on the wall what he won't in the hall

God bless the kids in the U.S.A.

Sometimes they grieve
Sometimes they cry
Sometimes they're sold the serpent's lie
Sometimes they give
Sometimes they take
Sometimes they claim they can't relate
Sometimes it's bread
Sometimes it's wine
Sometimes it's famine robed in the fine
Sometimes they bleed
Sometimes I bleed
Sometimes we bleed