Happy idiot


I'm
going to
rent myself a
house in the shade of the freeway
I'm going to pack my lunch in the morning & go to work each day
& when the evening rolls around I'll go home & lay my body down
& when the morning light comes streaming in
I'll get up & do
it again
amen

I want to know
what became of the changes we waited for love to bring
were they only the fitful dreams of some greater awakening?
I've been aware of the time going by they say in the end it's the wink of
an eye & when the morning light comes streaming in you'll get up & do it
again amen

Caught between
the longing for love & the struggle for the legal tender
where the sirens sing & the church bells ring & the junkman pounds his fender: where the veterans dream of the fight fast asleep at the traffic light & the children solemly wait for the ice cream vendor out into the cool of the evening strolls the pretender who knows that all his hopes & dreams
begin & end there

Ah the laughter
of the lovers as they run thru the night
leaving nothing for others but to choose off & fight
& tear at the world with all their might while the ships bearing their dreams
sail out of sight

I'm going to
find myself a girl who can show me what laughter means
& we'll fill in the missing colors in each others paint by number dreams
& then we'll put our dark glasses on
& we'll make love until our strength is gone
& when the morning light comes streaming in we'll get up & do it again
get it up again

I'm going to
be a happy idiot
& struggle for the legal tender
where the ads take aim & lay their claim to the heart & the soul of the spender & believe in whatever may lie in those things that money
can buy

Though true love could have been a contender

Are you there?

Say
a prayer
for the pretender
Who started out so
young & strong

Only
to
surrender
...
23 jan 2004 - bewerkt op 09 jun 2010 - meld ongepast verhaal
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