Rope

Rope, won't you leave me
A length to get back - back to where I came from
Rope won't you leave me
A length to get back to our old home

Rope, won't you leave me
A length to get back-back to our old home
Where a better thing
Can take these thoughts and make them brighter
Than a whole lot of things
Bigger, better like a singers song
Crafted with love and care
To bring the words of his life on to bear

Rope, don't decieve me
And take me down - down that lonesome road
That we tread upon
We take these trips and make them better than
So many things
That we do but we don't want to want
Oh so so much from life
For me and you, for me and you

Rope, won't you leave me
A leangth to get back to where I came from
Hope don't you leave me
Sitting here with my head in my hands
Tick away the time
Counting down on yours and down on mine

Rope, wound so tightly
Microscopic in a beam of light
Like ol' Georgie said
I don't need that old rope insde my head