Song Lyrics

On the thirty-first day of the summer moon
In the marketplace
Somebody touched my hand and said
I was a woman of taste
Then with a flutter of wings
Amid the clutter of things
I saw the Venusian Diamond through a sea of grace

It said, 'Lay all of your money down
And I will be your own
Do it if you can
If you don't, you better leave it alone'
Then there appeared a serpent hanging
Like a thunder rope
He said, "Pull me" I did
And fell into the wrong end of a telescope
So I began to run
I knew not to where I'd come
I could hear the Venusian Diamond and it
Gave me hope
It said, 'Shatter all your images
And I will be your own
Do it if you can
If you don't, you better leave it alone'
Selves
Selfish
Selfless
Self

Carole King, Mark Hallman, Michael Hardy, Michael Wooten, Miguel Rivera, Rick Evers, Robb Galloway, Robert Mcentee