A Goat In Sheep's Rosary

A coarse exhalation of lungs that pray for pity
 My two fingers punching the keys diligently
 Trembling ground pushes my glass off the table
 Spilling the blood of the son of your idol
 If it were not for this
 Extensive bug collection
 I would know not what I've found
 This world would still be flat
 Mary would be a virgin
 And I would still be sleeping sound
 If every word is a dead symbol
 Empowered by the carriers expression
 I'll bury my instrument, citing this incident
 I'm a flickering bulb that keeps blaming the filament
 The most honest telling of this boyish fable
 Is that on level ground I'm never feeling stable
 I've got to try to outlast this candle
 Or trust department to fight the inferno
 If it were not for this
 Extensive book collection
 I would know not what I've found
 This world would still be flat
 Mary would be a virgin
 And I would still be sleeping sound
 It's an endless quest to maintain
 When no one is ever right
 And out on the fertile plains
 We bathe in fractured rays of sunlight
 If it were not for this
 Extensive book collection
 I would know not what I've found
 This world would still be flat
 Mary would be a virgin
 And I would still be sleeping sound