Song From Jon

[Verse 1]
There's a road on my forehead that's leading away from all this
There's a wheel in my pocket and forged on my face there's a kiss
Like some old-fashioned soldier, I'm smiling at the sight of your breast
The sight of your breast
But the battles not over, I agree but I guess it's for best

[Verse 2]
There's no trees in your forest you once said to me out quiet loud
But I saw through the makeup of smoke on the face of your crowd
Not wanting to argue not wishing to butter my words
Butter my words
With the twist of the toothbrush I agree I looked most absurd

[Verse 3]
I loved you in harmony, deep in the chords of your tune
But the rhymes all gone lost between yesterdays milk and the moon
With paper and pen I try hard to look like a king
Look like a king
What a shame, I forgot that the jesters the one who must sing

[Bridge]
Oh watch on the screen, you spread like a cloud
But in bedrooms and parlours, you merged into the crowd

[Verse 4]
In the folds of your dress I would die and be born in an hour
From the valley of night like an ebony mountain we tower
And the smile on your face that crawled up from the sides of your mouth
The sides of your mouth
Would relight all the fires that I try so hard to put out

[Verse 5]
With razor blade keychains and paper swim-suits in the rain
You made fun of my poems and treated my love like a game
There's a road on my forehead that's leading away from all this
Away from all this
There's a wheel in my pocket and forged on my face there's a kiss

[Bridge]
Oh watch on the screen, you spread like a cloud
But in bedrooms and parlours, you merged into the crowd