O, Porcupine

Without a queen the locust swarm
Turned the ground to black
Descending like a shadowy tower
On a fish's back

And scattered the sticks
Who crawled like snakes in the sand
As the red clay took the form of a lizard
Who rushed like a moth
To the flame of my open hand
My little world, my sad little world

A speckled bird humbly inspired
Ran across the road when it could have flown
And it made me smile at the water's edge, Babylon
As we laid and slept, the river wept for you, O' Zion!
The stones cry out, bells shake the sky
All creation groans, "Shh!"

Listen to it!

Messes of men in farmer poverty
Not much for monks but we pretend to be
Share a silent meal and a pot of chamomile
Gypsies like us should be stamped in solidarity

And I held you in my fond but distant memory
While awaken with the Mother Hen to gather me
Who regretfully wrote, 'You have a decent ear for notes
But you can't yet appreciate harmony'

Oh, porcupine low in the tree, your eyes to mine
You'd be well inclined, not to mess with me
At the garden's edge beneath a speechless sky
As His friends slept, Jesus wept and now wonder

And now you say you wanna be set free?
And wanna set me free?
Well, I'm told that can only come from
A union with the One who never dies

In my little world, in my sad little world
I patched a plaster wall, my little world
In my little world, I was waiting, just dying
To take offense at something, in my little world
In my little world, in my sad little world
That's all there is in my little world

In darkness a light shines on me
In darkness a light shines on you

I never gathered figs from a thorny branch
I never picked a grapefruit off a bramble bush
And for the past five almost six years now!
You know you haven't once looked at me
With kindness in your eyes

You say, 'Judas is a brother of mine?'
But sister in our darkness a light shines
And all I ever want to say for the rest of my life
Is how that light is God
And though I've been mistaken on this or that point
That light is nevertheless God