Eggbound Mutebone

Eggbound Mutebone - Plans/Apologies

Once upon a time

I spent my lunch hour feeling fine

The sun hanging over ev'ry shoulder

Melting the gloom

A bearded fellow serene and mellow

In a two piece tracksuit blue and yellow

Approached the roach in my fingers

Slipped I assume

He claimed he knew that I felt blue

I did of course but then what's new

Either way I stayed to hear him out

For a few minutes more

Lo and behold his name was Ian

No surprises Ian was a Christian

Handing leaf let's go no chance he's got hold

He told me God's word is the bible

I thought yes but is his word reliable

Ian read my mind or maybe my eyes

And said a yes my friend you can depend

On Jesus God and in Heaven

I thought Christ I wish I could

Then I thought some more

If I've no faith in my bus timetable

How can I have faith in the holy bible

How can I rely on anything now

If he believes the life's sole purpose

Is in serving God I should be nervous

Self service catering can panic me

And if there is a meaning to my life

I think I've worked it out alright

And it's not some grand creation in the sky

It's just playing new girls ancient records

Well aware that they won't like those records

And trying not to feel awkward

When I'm proved right