The song, after first real edit

I have to admit, writing is very difficult for me. Even if I have a rough finished product, editing is slow and painstaking. Thankfully my wife is more than willing to pick things apart and let me know where she doesn't think they work. More often than not she dislikes the same section that I do. So after a day of editing I have a new draft. We both agree that the first verse needs a complete rewrite, but I'm keeping it in there for now until I think of something else. Also, I'm thinking a bridge will help in the middle rather than another chorus, but that's in the planning stages. So without further ado, edit number 1.

Walking the gauntlet of tables and flyers
Advertising groups, parties, ideas…
I move quickly, without looking
Trying to avoid what they are selling

Suddenly a flyer invades my space
Fuck, I’m seen but keep my pace
I take the flyer and shove it in my pocket
Wishing I had the balls to avoid it

Is there anyone left who hasn’t heard?
Do you really need to pass the word?
Is there anyone left who hasn’t heard?
Do you really need to pass the word?

A safe distance away I pull it out
Another flyer reminding me of sin
And how close hell is if I don’t repent
Laughing I find the nearest recycling bin

As time goes by, flyers mature
Becoming posters of written word
The road to hell is easy and wide
How else could I enjoy the ride?

Is there anyone left who hasn’t heard?
Do you really need to pass the word?
Is there anyone left who hasn’t heard?
Do you really need to pass the word?

I don’t believe in the hell you sell
But I believe in the state of mind
And all the trees that you kill to tell
Say more to me than you ever will

So excuse me as I blow you off
Walking quickly as you try to talk
You don’t want to hear what I have to say
Or understand what I believe anyway

Is there anyone left who hasn’t heard?
Do you really need to pass the word?
Is there anyone left who hasn’t heard?
Do you really need to pass the word?

1 April, 2005 Jackie Meyer