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.

 

Copyright © 2008 Sean Selig McMahon