Cushioned Caging

And when the organ stops its playing

And all the people hushed their praying

I’ll come in and take a pew

Start arousing troops and walk out smiling

When all I know is cushioned caging

Beautiful books with missing pages

When all that’s left of me is my youth

Hoping that my hair will start it’s graying

I knew you were a close call

I knew you were a close call

I love you, it’s all my fault

And when my hands will stop their shaking

All of this time I’ll still be baking

When all that’s left of me is you

Pointing out a person, I’ve been faking

And I knew you were a close call

I knew you were a close call

I love you, it’s all my fault