From the recording Trio


Go ahead, indulge, follow every whim
Feast on all the world has to tender
But there's a twist, an account to square 
The cost of which you will render

The murmurs persist, never ever quell
Through day and night never ending
The watchful eye of a jealous judge
Dispensing love without bending

A voice of cool expounding in vain
There'll be no pardon out of court
Prepare to meet your adjudicator
And pray that God's arm's too short

Oh, the blessings we miss
Oh, the love we dismiss

© 2022 Eddy Mann
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