Weather Vain

Too many cooks in this crowded kitchen
Don’t even have a clue
All the seasoning you’re pitchin’
Into my hoodoo stew

Don’t try to be me
And I won’t try to be you
I’m mixing the recipe
And I’m fixing this brew

You missed your cue, so hold your say
On every damn twist
That didn’t turn your way
Make it rain in your domain
Just please don’t rain
On my hurricane

Got to slam the hammer down
Before the cloudy skies transform
Strike the nail into the crown
While the irony’s still warm

Driving colliding pressure zones
To whip up thunder’s form
Listening for wind’s whistling tone
To summon up the perfect storm

You skipped the script, so hold your say
On every damn twist
That doesn’t turn your way
Mage the stage in your domain
Just please don’t rain
On my hurricane

You’d try to fly before you could walk
Write a book before learning to talk
If you’d only learn to wait your turn
There’s no Empire your fire can’t burn

No plight ever could be so great
That quibbling won’t make it worse
Waste this space in endless debate
With winds which won’t reverse

With air so abundantly rare
Our time to taste it slipping away
I swear we have no more to spare
Indulging this in-fighting today

It’s in the script, so what do you say?
The rhythm is rolling
And it’s heading your way
Mage the stage and hold your domain
Just please don’t rain
On our hurricane

Reading off the same page
Lockstep at last
Dancing on a stage
Conjured from the past
Here are the ingredients
The spices and the knives
Okay let’s get cooking
Before our guests arrive

It’s in the script, so what do you say?
The rhythm is rolling
And it’s heading your way
Mage the stage and hold your domain
Just please don’t rain
On our hurricane