Imagine a World

[Chorus]
Imagine a world
Where the columns of the temple come to life
At first stiff and then flexible and flowing
Striding down the street, a perfect reflection
Of our inner beauty, our inner glory
Reaching here, helping there
Until separation from our brother
Is just a puzzling memory
Instead of quietly sitting in our cubicles at work
Wondering how this came to be

[Verse 1]
So all the people that you've heard me talk about up 'til now
Therе was the girl walking village to village
Thеre was the man who was unclear
There was the couple—
The girl just wanting to learn about integrity
There was a woman in the garden
Or the person who leaned forward and said
"How beautiful!"
And then by the end you knew all these voices
They were just like family, I hope. To me, anyway

[Verse 2]
Well, let me go on and talk to you
About this fellow who worked at the corner store
People called him "Moose," you can imagine—
If you talked to him about spirituality
He'd shrug his huge shoulders and say, "What for?"
Anyway, he's everything that you would not want
In a refined, romantic cavalier, I suppose
But when they came over the hill that day
Oh my God, he out-Thorred Thor

[Chorus]
Imagine a world
Where the columns of the temple come to life
At first stiff and then flexible and flowing
Striding down the street, a perfect reflection
Of our inner beauty, inner glory
Reaching here, helping there
Until separation from our brother
Is just a, a puzzling memory
Instead of quietly sitting in our own apartments
Five feet from each other with our own TV

[Verse 3]
And then there was Pauline
We all agreed that she was cold in some way, unfeeling
Well, one wintry day she took me aside
And she was unsympathetic to anything
I had to say about my problem
(In which I took pride, I guess)
And for years I wouldn't talk to her
Even though she tried
I couldn't see that kindness could come to me in such a way
And when I went to say I saw
It was too late

[Verse 4]
And Quincy, he’s a hard-assed kid
Who lives under the overpass downtown
When he comes at you with a squeegee
Well, you kinda sorta wanna duck down
But if a baby bird, a cry unheard
A struggling flower, a teen unseen
Should fail to take to song, to take to wing
He’s the first one to their side
He has that healing thing

[Chorus]
Imagine a world
Where the columns of the temple come to life
At first stiff and then flexible and flowing
Striding down the street, a perfect reflection
Of our inner beauty, inner glory
Reaching here, helping there
Until separation from our brother
Is just a, a puzzling memory
Instead of quietly sitting at the family reunion
Saying, "Oh gosh! You don’t want a picture of me"
Well, actually, we do

[Outro]
And Ramona
She works the library cart in the Third Ward
Oh my