Trouble Me No More | Yisroel Arye

Trouble Me No More
I've been living with Longing
Alone in the kitchen
It seems to've been written in stone
Simple desire is like rain on your porch
Upon hearing she quivers and moans
I cannot describe the feast of King Israel
Without running the risk of dry bones
Eziekiel's tribe has scattered the dust marks
To ride my face aside
And your envy trouble me no more
A tryst is is tried to the delight of many
Yet beneath the covers she screams
Your Capitol games don't reflect reality
Your dome is invaded by thieves
The tuba it plays and Isaiah he trembles to cancel the drunken man's feast
Wind beaten he stays to transform the Capitol into what heaven is for
And your lust trouble me no more
A new breed of engine is sweeping the nation
Escaping from gravity's pull
In the midst of the journey shakes loose from it's moorings and has torn away part of the hull
The ship it is sinking as rescuers revel in tune to the drunken man's soul
If we're all going down might as well play some music or bang on empty skulls
And your pride trouble me no more
Yisroel Arye - Vocals, Drums, Guitar, Electric Mandolin, Hammond B3
Produced/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered September/October 2018
(3 Verses, 3 vices: Ethics of Our Fathers 4:21 - "Rabbi Elazar HaKappar Says, 'Envy, Lust and Pride send a man out of the world")

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