Torches Together

Why burn poor and lonely? Under a bowl Or under a lamp shade Or on the shelf beside the bed Where at night you lay turning Like a door on its hinges First on your left side Then on your right side Then on your left side again Why burn poor and lonely? Tell all the stones We're gonna make a building They'll be cut into shape And set into place Or if you'd rather be a window I'll gladly be the frame Reflecting any kind words We'll let in all the blame And ruin our reputation all the same So never mind our plan making We'll start living Anyway Aren't you unbearably sad? Then why burn so poor and lonely? We'll be like torches We'll be like torches We'll be like torches We'll be torches together Torches together We'll be like torches We'll be like torches With whatever respect Our tattered dignity demands Torches together Hand in hand Why pluck one string? What good is just one note? Oh one string sounds fine I guess But we were once one note We weren't lonely wheat Quietly ground into grain One light and momentary pain So why the safe distance? This curious look Why tear out single pages, When you can throw away the book? Why pluck one string when you can Strum the guitar? Strum the guitar Strum the guitar Strum the guitar With no beginning With no end Take down the guitar And strum the guitar Strum the guitar if you're afraid And I'm afraid And everyone's afraid And everyone knows it But we don't have to be afraid Anymore You played the flute But no one was dancing You sang a sad song But none of us cried You played the flute But no one was dancing And you sang a sad song You sang such a sad song