Well Enough Alone

Truth told I don't care for cold, itgets stuck to the inner bone
One thing to be left alone is well enough, when it's well enough
Pray tell, in the rut you fell did you break bread out of stone?
What had you left had you just left well enough alone

From heights akin to kites I surveyed the mess below
A voice belt from the helter-skelt of two winds that came to blows
Said picking fights is like picking scabs
It just leaves a bloody mess, now look where we're at

How the flesh is always in a scream, fainter... spirit whispering
When we afford the former's every plea, we divide in tragedy

Hey sister, say, are you well. She said "well enough alone"
A clever line, but the first design concluded two per home
So I corrected her on the phone
There never was a one well enough alone

How the flesh is always in a scream, fainter spirit whispering
When we afford the former's every plea, we define fair selfishly

And then we begin to speak of sudden ends
Like a voucher good for eighty years got taken from our hands

Now if it were up to me, and you know it really isn't
Cuz it wasn't my idea and it wasn't my decision
This wouldn't be the story of the tares and the wheat
Where the Lord was being patient for when he separates and reaps

It'd be a Lennonesque figment that was talked up in Imagine
Everybody holding hands, just a singing and a clappin
But it isn't like that song, it's a lot more like Get Back
Now imagine that, imagine that, imagine that, imagine that

In my universe each would have their own planet and a sun
Where they would rule over land and creature with no need for anyone
But I didn't make all this you know
Some thoughts are better left well enough alone