I am the Spider

I am the Spider

Selling me your dreams out of a mason jar

100 years living this ragged life

Marching you down the hill

With jack and jill

I was the sky and you was the sun

That was not me building the monument of violence

Things are getting out of hand up on the hill

Throwing punches and spinning kicks

My hand grasping your gun

You keep telling me to stand still

But, I got wheels on my shoes

And a burning soul that won’t quit

Tell them to gather up their hopes

And thrown them in the pit

They mix so well with the charcoal

Ten days of sunshine and 12 minutes of quicksand

Those hobos are learning how to give

And they don’t care no more

About the beans and potatoes

Being passed between the hallelujahs

The judge, he can’t sleep

Because the robbers stole his bed

I saw the two of you

Dancing in the streets with thunder and lightning

It was a hard love

But, somebody’s got to give their all

I thought it would be you

But, then again, you fooled me

Just like the time you made the elephants disappear

Once again you are parting the waters

Multiplying the loaves and fishes

Bending my spoons

Tomorrow I will call the papers