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Morning Glory Lyrics
I lit my purest candle close to my
Window, hoping it would catch the eye
Of any vagabond who passed it by,
And I waited in my fleeting house
Before he came I felt him drawing near;
As he neared I felt the ancient fear
That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
And I waited in my fleeting house
"Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo;
"Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
"Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he stood before my fleeting house
"No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time;
Don't ask me now to wash away the grime;
I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb,"
And he walked away from my fleeting house
"Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo;
"Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo;
"Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he walked away from my fleeting house
Window, hoping it would catch the eye
Of any vagabond who passed it by,
And I waited in my fleeting house
As he neared I felt the ancient fear
That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
And I waited in my fleeting house
"Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
"Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he stood before my fleeting house
Don't ask me now to wash away the grime;
I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb,"
And he walked away from my fleeting house
"Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo;
"Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he walked away from my fleeting house
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This song portrays same thing as Joni Mitchell's "For Free" song does.... a compassion for the "hobo".. but also.. a guilt for doing nothing about it. An awareness enough of the discrepancy of the have and have-not...but.. doing nothing. And in the case of this song.. guilt turned to (as it usually does ) to anger projected on that, which makes us feel bad. I love it. And this is precisely how i sing it.
beauty
lol hobo, sounds like hobbo