A Few Words After the Convention…

…from, oddly enough, Blues for Allah, and by Robert Hunter

Help on the Way

Paradise waits
on the crest of a wave
her angels in flame
She has no pain
Like a child, she is pure
She is not to blame

Poised for flight
Wings spread bright
Spring from night
into the sun
Don’t stop to run
She can fly like a lie
She cannot be outdone

Tell me the cost
I can pay
Let me go
Tell me love is not lost
Sell everything
Without love, day to day,
insanity is king

I will pay
day by day
anyway
Lock, bolt and key
Crippled but free
I was blind
all the time
I was learning to see

Help on the way
I know only this
I’ve got you today
Don’t fly away
’cause I love what I love
and I want it that way

I will stay
one more day
Like I say
Honey, it’s you
Without love in the dream
It will never come true