Gordon Lightfoot: The soul is the rock

The soul is the rock and the rock will not be movedNothing is disputed, yet nothing is disprovedAnd the seeds of the earth that were planted long agoStill yield a better harvest than the rock was prone to growSay what you like to, do what you doEveryone's sleeping now two by twoBats in the roof, cats in the hallDust on the stairway, gnats on the wallBig rain comin'Big rain comin' this wayRain on the rockRain on the rockRain on the rockThe sea is the space which the rock has displacedThe mind is some stranger that some soul has embracedAnd somewhere between, in a no-man's land of dreamsThe heart becomes the soldier yet the rock is not redeemedSay what you like to, do what you canLive like a sheep, die like a lambBats in the roof, cats in the hallDust on the stairway, gnats on the wallBig rain comin'Big rain comin' this wayRain on the rockRain on the rockRain on the rockThe soul is the rock and the rock will always rollIn circles 'round the sun doing rings around the poleWhen the mind is not sure what the heart will do nextThe rock becomes the master and the road becomes what's leftLate one night when the moon shone downWe went to the mill on the edge of the townShe wore white, I wore blackThe town was sleeping when we got backBig rain comin'Big rain comin' this wayRain on the rockRain on the rockRain on the rockThe soul is the rock and the rock will not be harmedThough man must be cheated just as women must be charmedAnd the mind is the light for the heart which cannot seeThe soul becomes the stranger but the rock will always beSay what you like to, do what you doEveryone's sleeping now two by twoBats in the roof, cats in the hallDust on the stairway, gnats on the wallOh.. Big rain comin'Big rain comin' this wayRain on the rockRain on the rockRain on the rockThe soul is the rock and the rock will not be movedNothing is disputed yet nothing is disprovedAnd the seeds of the earth that were planted long agoStill yield a better harvest than the rock was prone to growAnd the seeds of the earth that were planted long agoStill yield a better harvest than the rock was prone to grow...