A Wealth Of Reasons

We're walking around in a room
We're capitalizing the words of a sentence
The birds are all landing on you
But what right do I have to dance with St. Francis?
I'm doing a waltz with a broom
And wearing a clip-on noose

You've got a wealth of reasons
And I'm just a poor excuse

The Scrabble set's missing some tiles
And outside the raindrops are striking the shutter
A letter goes down at a time
As if they were feeding the streets of Calcutta
You're walking a matter of miles
Along the hypotenuse

You've got a wealth of reasons
And I'm just a poor excuse

And I could ruin everything
I could ruin everything
And I was doing everything I could
To make this crowbar stick for good

Sometimes iron strengthens wood
And bolts get thrown where salesmen stood
But I had a foot in your door
Some lint on my face and a case full of brushes
The only way you could afford
To pay was by smiling like someone's last duchess
Well, I've felt like Browning before
But now I'm a Doctor Seuss

You've got a wealth of reasons
And I'm just a poor excuse

And I could ruin everything
I could ruin everything
And I could ruin everything
I could ruin everything