Ockham's Razor (a song for Angel Band)
How many steps to heaven must I take?
Ockham's razorblade keeps me from my fate.
Oh what a blind, a senseless thing I am:
I cannot find my home.
I cannot find my home.
I cannot find my home.
I wish I were a bird, I wish for wings;
I wish anything could be just as it seems.
Oh what a blind, a senseless thing I am:
My heart has holes that never end,
I cannot find my home.
And when I close my eyes, I see
I cannot find my home.
I never am just where I am--
I cannot find my home.
(bridge- syncopated vocal ahhs or instrumental in minor or diminished key)
Incredible, this gray drowning ballet--
Lord, please clear away these dark and dying days.
Oh what a blind, a senseless thing I am:
I won't be filled by jubilee,
My heart has holes that never end,
I cannot find my home.
The blind men all wear paper clothes,
and when I close my eyes, I see
I cannot find my home.
My compass spins and disappears,
I never am just where I am--
I cannot find my home.
(1/2 bridge)
As heavy years and miles fill my wake,
Ockham's razorblade still keeps me from my fate.
Oh what a blind, a senseless thing I am.
The silverware has turned to dust,
I won't be filled by jubilee,
My heart has holes that never end,
I cannot find my home.
The dreamers dream a house of cards,
The blind men all wear paper clothes,
And when I close my eyes, I see
I cannot find my home.
I seek a place, I know not where,
My compass spins and disappears,
I never am just where I am,
I cannot find my home.
I cannot find my home.
I cannot find my home.
(1/4 bridge followed by oohs ensemble)
Ockham's razorblade keeps me from my fate.
Oh what a blind, a senseless thing I am:
I cannot find my home.
I cannot find my home.
I cannot find my home.
I wish I were a bird, I wish for wings;
I wish anything could be just as it seems.
Oh what a blind, a senseless thing I am:
My heart has holes that never end,
I cannot find my home.
And when I close my eyes, I see
I cannot find my home.
I never am just where I am--
I cannot find my home.
(bridge- syncopated vocal ahhs or instrumental in minor or diminished key)
Incredible, this gray drowning ballet--
Lord, please clear away these dark and dying days.
Oh what a blind, a senseless thing I am:
I won't be filled by jubilee,
My heart has holes that never end,
I cannot find my home.
The blind men all wear paper clothes,
and when I close my eyes, I see
I cannot find my home.
My compass spins and disappears,
I never am just where I am--
I cannot find my home.
(1/2 bridge)
As heavy years and miles fill my wake,
Ockham's razorblade still keeps me from my fate.
Oh what a blind, a senseless thing I am.
The silverware has turned to dust,
I won't be filled by jubilee,
My heart has holes that never end,
I cannot find my home.
The dreamers dream a house of cards,
The blind men all wear paper clothes,
And when I close my eyes, I see
I cannot find my home.
I seek a place, I know not where,
My compass spins and disappears,
I never am just where I am,
I cannot find my home.
I cannot find my home.
I cannot find my home.
(1/4 bridge followed by oohs ensemble)
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