Hold the Morning (Hey Marseilles)

Thank you for the invite To dance on golden streets Leave the broken skyline And charcoal cloud debris I would likely join you if I weren't busy But tonight my confession list is long I will sit back, relax, and hold my head to the sun Sit back, relax, and hold my head to the sun. We will sing to thunder Clap as the earth shakes Hug under a hurricane As we bypass the fiery lake I will read my scripture in Dostoevsky Change my television to twenty three I will sit back, relax and wait for what's coming to me Sit back, relax and hold my head to the sea. We will leave our sails on trees While chariots swing by the breeze Lift our lamps unto the streets May all the kings and soldiers see Our lives are lonely enough without destruction Calm your cares and families And I will hold the morning for you Take the time for townships and classics to be read Finding all the soft skin that will fit in a feather bed Let me spread my paper and sleep for centuries The door will be there if you choose to return I will sit back, relax and watch the mountaintops burn Sit back, relax and wait for my voice to be heard. We will leave our sails on trees While chariots swing by the breeze Lift our lamps unto the streets May all the kings and soldiers see All our lives are lonely enough without destruction Calm your cares and families And be part of division All our lives are lonely enough without destruction Calm your cares and families And I will hold the morning for you And I will hold the morning for you.