The Everlasting Man
To GK Chesterton

words and music: Terry Scott Taylor

©2018 Shape of Air Music, BMI



I ran into Chesterton outside the bar one sultry summer day

Roly-poly, sweating, he was wrapped in woolen folds of gray

St. Francis stood beside him, here’s what they had to say



“Everlasting Man, we see that you’ve still got your chest”

“Spread the good news,” Francis grinned, then added “Sometimes words are best”

“I concur,” laughed G.K., (pipe in hand, he checked the watch pulled from his vest)

“Go on about your business so you can finally get some rest”



“Prayers and fasting

For what we’re asking

Since this is not a small request

Love the saved, love the damned,

Great and small,

Like you they’re all



The Everlasting Man

The Everlasting Man

The Everlasting Man

The Everlasting Man”



I found the man called Thursday in the corner alone, quietly drinking beer

Though I knew he wasn’t thirsty since he’s always seated here

His skin brushed bright ethereal as he whispered to me loud and clear



“Everlasting Man, I see that you’ve still got your chest”

Then he spilled his drink and with a wink said, “Let the owner clean this mess

While you go about your business since you understand it more or less

Run along now son though it’s been fun to have you as my guest



Prayers and fasting

For what I’m asking

Since this is not a small request

Love the save, love the damned

Like you and me

Each one you see's



The Everlasting Man

The Everlasting Man

The Everlasting Man

The Everlasting Man



I sighed and closed the book in a room filled with the cold of an endless winter’s day

Father leaned back in his wingback chair saying “Son, you seem so very far away”

His face was crowded with familiar faces, it was no surprise to hear him say



“Everlasting Man, I see that you’ve still got your chest

And to do what you must do my boy, you will need to leave the nest”

Rising to my feet I said, “Father I will do my best

Since this is more than business; it truly is a quest”



In father’s face I could clearly see

The one’s I’d met, this Trinity

Where three are one, and one is three



And to the saved, and to the damned

To the small and the great

I Am

The Everlasting Man

The Everlasting Man

The Everlasting Man…..