Swerve

Troubled minds hesitate

To lend a helping hand

We aren’t too cold to concentrate

On joy with our fellow man

We swerve left

We swerve right

Past open doors

Honey pours out from the hive

And onto the floor

Feel the swell of love right now

As the fog lifts from the ground

A simple word gives peace of mind

And likeness not far found

We swerve left

We swerve right

Past open doors

Honey pours out from the hive

And onto the floor

A broken key can lead a song

In a different way

The closer the green becomes

The further the gray

We swerve left

We swerve right

Past open doors

Honey pours out from the hive

And onto the floor

Counting numbers in a word

Like leaves on a tree

The blessing is the time we have

We swerve left

We swerve right

Past open doors

Honey pours out from the hive

And onto the floor