With This Piece of Wood lyrics

With this piece of wood stuck in my face

Smoke trails up vanishing without trace

I pander of thoughts that flow on by

Never grasped and left to fade and die

Wondering if I am but one like this

The eye of the mind that has missed

To blink and lose an awesome sight

Truly this is a terrible fright

In idle mode I sit and do think

Companion of the coffee I drink

Is this idle thought so, so bad

Returning to happiness from sad

Tranquil waves that slip to shore

Do calm the mind that does roar

Reflections of the say's events

Clearly so, it does make sense

So the idle mind creates good

Thinking here with a pipe made of wood

It's hard to talk to those about

Speak and see what falls out

Thoughts then do not offend

But words I must always defend

Thoughts may create or destroy

What then do you deploy

With this piece of wood stuck in my face

May my thoughts show you abundant grace