The Lion’s Roar

Now the pale morning sings of forgotten things

She plays a tune for those who wish to overlook

The fact that they’d been blindly to see by those who preach and pray and teach

But she falls short and the night explodes with laughter

Don’t you come here and say I didn’t warn you

About the way your world can alter

And oh, how you try to command it all, still

Every single time it all shifts one way or another

And I’m a goddamn coward, but then again so are you

And the lion’s roar, the lion’s roar

As we evaded and hollering for you

And I never really kne  w, what to do

Now I guess sometimes I wish you were a little more predictable

That I could read you just like a book

For now I can only guess what’s coming next

By examining your timid smile

And the ways that the old, old wi  nd, blowin’ you back around

And I’m a goddamn fool, but then again so are you

And the lion’s roar, the lion’s roar

Has me singing out and searching for you

And I never really kne  w, what to do

Sometimes I wish I could find my rose mary hill

I sit there and look at the deserted lakes and I’d sing

And every once in a while I’d sing a song for you

That would rise above the mountains and the stars and the sea

And if I wanted it to, it would lead you back to me

And I’m a goddamn fool, but then again so are you

And the lion’s roar, the lion’s roar

Has me singing out and searching for you

And I never really kne  w, what to do

And the lion’s roar, the lion’s roar

Is something that I have heard before

a children’s tale, the lonesome wail

of a liiiiion’s roar