PENDULUM HANGING STRAIGHT

there was a woman in my backyard
craving attention all the time
cursing all of my actions
making me pulling up the guard
twisting all of my good words
into insults and spleen
make me long for the garden
of plenty pastures so green

but the time runs as fast as the clouds
whirling in wild roundabouts
it makes sure it's too late
when we all stand and wait
for Gabriel's horn at St. Peters gate
and the days are getting long without you
just passing the calendar through
they come date after date
and just make me wait
for the pendulum go hanging straight

there was a woman in my backyard
telling me what I should do
straight forward intruding
and mending wounds and scars with glue
just a woman out of nature
I think they're all the same kind
advocating your failures
but hard to get out of your mind

and the time runs as fast as the clouds
whirling in wild roundabouts
it makes sure it's too late
when we all stand and wait
for Gabriel's horn at St. Peters gate
and the days are getting long without you
just passing the calendar through
they come date after date
and just make me wait
for the pendulum go hanging straight

                                    khawaga