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TAKING SURVEYS
TAKING SURVEYS
(T. Beechey)
I spend some nights and most of my days taking surveys on the phone
And I've grown to see over time I'm really not all that alone
Although a distance separates the one who waits on the other end
Perhaps I lend a helpful ear, I become as near as a friend
I spend some nights and most of my days
Taking surveys of many things
And as each phone rings I understand
More this land and all she brings
Sometimes it seems I do intrude and they grow rude and disconnect
But I suspect there's something more which they ignore and leave unchecked
I spend some nights and most of my days taking surveys of the rank and file
And, all the while, I realize that in God's eyes we're in His style
Other times I'm well-received
As if they believe we both are one
And when we're done, it's sad to part
We've only started, just begun
I spend some nights and most of my days taking surveys of the huddled masses
And as time passes it's revealed all that's real among the classes
Regardless of their place in life, I've come to see a common bond
That goes beyond circumstance, a second glance for them has dawned
I spend some nights and most of my days
Taking surveys of all mankind
And I'm finding out as I go along
That right and wrong's not hard to find
Most of my days and some nights, I'm a light which shines through their haze
Taking surveys, giving hope...I'm their rope which never frays
And perhaps they feel the same, these nameless souls beyond my sight
They're right here in some ways, most of my days and some nights
