Michael McGuire Days Of Swine And Locusts (Highway Philosophy) Lyrics

DAYS OF SWINE AND LOCUSTS (HIGHWAY PHILOSOPHY)
© Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.


I wrote a song yesterday that I can’t sing today, days of wine and roses
never matter much anyway, I dropped that four leaf clover down in the
dust, I know there’s no way I can but try I must, but it’s to close to the
beginning to be the end, you’ve been my enemy for to many years for
me to ever call you friend.
This is the highway philosophy, this is past tense prophecy, I see so
many things I want, and leave behind what I really need, I try so hard
for charity, but all I ever get is greed.
I said my pryers last night but I don’t remember what they were this
morning, my desire came in on short notice and left without a warning,
but days of swine and locusts always leave there're mark, left on the
lawn trying to decide was that the nightingale or the lark, expectations lead to disappointments but time wounds all heels, Achilles in his
wheelchair upon his ever turning wheels.
This is the highway philosophy, this is past tense prophecy, I see so
many ways in, but I can’t find my way out, I try so hard for faith, but all
I ever get is doubt.
I told a lie yesterday that I believe today, the truth is never known it
doesn’t matter anyway, the truth is just another lie that someone says
they believe, the trick is just to get up and go when you know it’s time
to leave, because yesterday is just tomorrows answer for today, and
tomorrow knows it don’t matter what you believe anyway.
This is the highway philosophy, this is past tense prophecy, I touch so
many threads of bliss, but all I ever feel is sorrow, I try so hard for
today, but all I ever get is tomorrow.

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