Enemy of Ease
Embracing Shadows: Journey through Love's Struggles
Lyrics
You may not have the space and time
You might not have the opportunity and circumstances
To take it from the Tao,
To extract wisdom from the Tao (a Chinese philosophical concept)
But I'm waiting in your state, your town,
But I am waiting in your state, your town,
Without much beyond now.
With little beyond the present moment.
So call me quick but only if you feel
So call me quickly, but only if you genuinely feel
And I'd answer if I knew how.
And I would respond if I knew how.
But I'll see ya later or I'll see ya later
But I'll see you later or I'll see you later
Memory, that fatal enemy of ease,
Memory, the formidable adversary of comfort,
I have seen the way your lips quiver beneath a song.
I have observed the way your lips tremble beneath a song.
So pray for me, tasteful remedy and peace,
So pray for me, a tasteful remedy and peace,
May your mouth be removed from my mind before long.
May your influence be removed from my thoughts before long.
They say time is but a squeeze between
They say time is a narrow space between
The palm and the stone
The hand and the stone
When the workers walk the working way
When workers follow the routine
Just to have all they can own
Just to accumulate possessions
A sunset ride, if for our pride
A sunset ride, perhaps for our pride,
That's where the dollar's thrown.
Where money is spent recklessly.
And I'd write you if you were receiving letters.
And I would write to you if you were receiving letters.
I'd write you if my heart was felt and known.
I would write if my emotions were sincere and known.
Memory, that fatal enemy of ease,
Memory, the formidable adversary of comfort,
I have seen the way your lips quiver beneath a song.
I have observed the way your lips tremble beneath a song.
So pray for me, tasteful remedy and peace,
So pray for me, a tasteful remedy and peace,
May your mouth be removed from my mind before long.
May your influence be removed from my thoughts before long.
It's three long days without a gig
It's been three long days without a performance
And this city it shakes me down.
And this city intimidates me.
Three days ride out to the rig
Three days' journey out to the oil rig
Without a song, without a sound.
But I write with the knowledge that my love will somehow
But I write knowing my love will somehow
Come back around.
Come on back around.
If you want to possess, first you must give.
If you want to have, first it must be given.
To dream of flying, you must be familiar with the ground.
To dream to fly you must know well the ground.
(Possibly suggesting the importance of balance and foundation)
Memory, that fatal enemy of ease,
Memory, the formidable adversary of comfort,
I have seen the way your lips quiver beneath a song.
I have observed the way your lips tremble beneath a song.
So pray for me, tasteful remedy and peace,
So pray for me, a tasteful remedy and peace,
May your mouth be removed from my mind before long.
May your influence be removed from my thoughts before long.
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