All You'll Ever Catch
Sam Becht, Stephen Paulson, Erik Paulson, Phil Ek
Another lovely day
To watch the grass grow blade by blade
Or keep an eye on drying paint
To boil some water sans a flame
Frightened and barefoot
Like every step is burning blacktop
Or throbbing embers in a fire walk
With pain to pay for every misstep
Because lord knows no one’s ever done much wrong in the past
And if you’re chasing your tail around all you’ll ever catch is your ass
You can stay here
Mull it over
But someone’s gotta get it done
Do the songbirds
Worry about being hackneyed?
Do they too judge their melody?
Question each note and every beat
If the first man
Had scratched his head so fervently
He’d have just earned himself a seat
Inside the belly of a beast
