Sean Selig McMahon [ Composer - Improviser - Songwriter ]
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The earth is a man Written and performed by Sean Selig McMahon The earth is a man Though he can’t quite feel it And the world is a girl Though she does not know it For the fog in the mirror Made of glass see the seer see Sights not quite bright enough for the seeing Being is strange And so is the way We say “yes” or “no” To and fro, Back and forth out of control Rinse, repeat: The cycle seems a little bit comparable. Sages have said That the Ages have bred A monster of the mind a-walking Talking too much for want of Effortless Paradise, Paradise without a Price. Be yourself, and I’ll be mine. We are running out of time. The wind has a tongue And it speaks its mind The storms are a word And we should hear it The songs that we know Ain’t quite so impossible All the well-wishers wishing That the paradigm were shifting Fishing for philosophers And/or a new world order Waiting for the day That we may march a new parade. Come what may, Whatever they say, Be yourself, and I’ll be mine. We are running out of time. The earth is a man. The world is a girl. One day they will know. |
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