Statuesque
They're gonna build a statue of me
It's gonna be so lovely
The features will be rendered on the earth to touch the sky
It's gonna look just like me
I will not take it lightly
Be still for the sculptor and get all my good sides
They're gonna build a statue of me
It's gonna be so lovely
All the lines and freckles etched according to a guide
It's gonna look just like me
I will not take it lightly
Every facet of my being greatly magnified
And all the things within my makeup
All my failures, sins and shakeups
Will be placed in a compartment hidden in the underside
And then I'll stand in earnest as my golden cap is burnished by the
Blistering sun, from which I cannot hide
They'll build me a companion
Oxen, mule, or stallion
Chiseled to be stalwart in the concrete by my side
He'll match my wry expression leaving everybody guessing about
What it all could mean and if the symbolism's right
Still you have to expect that we might get tired of being pecked at
And if that comes to pass, we have a plan to come to life
We can't hide in the shadows so
When I'm feeling rattled I will
Hitch him with a saddle and I'll ride
Stand statuesque in the weathering wind
Lightning rod, legend fodder
Erosion brings its indignities
But being worn will only make me look hotter
It's gonna be so lovely
The features will be rendered on the earth to touch the sky
It's gonna look just like me
I will not take it lightly
Be still for the sculptor and get all my good sides
They're gonna build a statue of me
It's gonna be so lovely
All the lines and freckles etched according to a guide
It's gonna look just like me
I will not take it lightly
Every facet of my being greatly magnified
And all the things within my makeup
All my failures, sins and shakeups
Will be placed in a compartment hidden in the underside
And then I'll stand in earnest as my golden cap is burnished by the
Blistering sun, from which I cannot hide
They'll build me a companion
Oxen, mule, or stallion
Chiseled to be stalwart in the concrete by my side
He'll match my wry expression leaving everybody guessing about
What it all could mean and if the symbolism's right
Still you have to expect that we might get tired of being pecked at
And if that comes to pass, we have a plan to come to life
We can't hide in the shadows so
When I'm feeling rattled I will
Hitch him with a saddle and I'll ride
Stand statuesque in the weathering wind
Lightning rod, legend fodder
Erosion brings its indignities
But being worn will only make me look hotter
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Writer(s): Rebekah Burchfield
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