The Flat Earth

Friends have often asked me why I'm sensitive about my height I will look around and say Hmm, I thought I was immune All my life I have waited To be given any word It was screaming to be heard Please remember The Earth can be any shape you want it Any shape at all Dark and cold or bright and warm Long or thin or small But it's home and all I ever had And maybe why for me the Earth is flat Turn the island to the storm tonight Who turned it? Then when they spill the demon seed Turn and face into the wind All along you still believed Believed you were immune And if love is all you're missing Look into your heart Is anybody home? Please remember The Earth can be any shape you want it Any in the world But don't you point that ray gun at me I might just explode There are stones buried in your soul And only a fool would blame the death of rock and roll And in time you'll come to understand This flat old Earth is in your gentle hands