Exegetic Chains

Look closely at the shadows
 On the ground beneath the trees
 The labors of Hercules
 Wild grasses on the hills
 Rippling in the wind
 Cybele unchained
 The songs you sing at Christmas time
 The stories that you tell
 Well, I knew them well
 Yes, I knew them well
 Say your prayers to whomever you call out to in the night
 Keep the chains tight
 Make it through this year
 If it kills you outright
 The coins they toss at dancers
 Whirling in the city square
 Music on the air
 The places where we met to share
 Our secrets now and then
 We will see them again
 Change will come
 Stay warm inside the ripple
 Of the panasonic hum
 It grinds and it roars
 Headed somewhere better
 If I have to crawl there on all fours
 Say your prayers to whomever you call out to in the night
 Keep the chains tight
 Make it through this year
 If it kills us outright