Gwyneth Marie, oh-oh
If I told you that the time has come
To paint the world we see
Gwyneth Marie, oh-oh
Would you run and set your canvas up
To paint that world with me?
Gwyneth Marie
ntillotson@gmail.com
Church of Your Body
I just want to worship in the church of your body
I have been a sinner for way too long
I can see heaven when I look in your direction
Church of your body is where I belong
Imagination
Eight hours five days a week I got
Nothing better to do than think of my
Future the things I will see when I
Get movin’ away from here because
I got no chance of advancing in
My job so I’ll just use my
Wavelength
In the middle of the night
Under the clear black sky
The white noise disappears
If it takes a little time
A minor adjustment, that’s fine
So no one interferes
Logical Girl
I don’t mean to be cynical
But it’s not practical
It’s high time we got critical
Our life’s illogical
You and I are just about as far apart as we can be
I don’t understand what lies beneath this attraction
Noise About Living
Let’s make some noise about living
It ain’t over yet
A paradise or a prison
Sometimes it’s all in your head
As long as you’re still breathing
And you can get out of bed
Just make some noise about living
And keep your eyes straight ahead
Monkey Mind
You are the reason why I can’t concentrate
The reason why I get to sleep too late
I never learned how to meditate
These thoughts intrude upon my mental state
You are the reason, you are the reason
You are the reason why I’ve got a monkey mind
I’ve got a monkey, I’ve got a monkey
I’ve got a monkey, I’ve got a monkey mind