Showing posts with label Downtime. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Downtime. Show all posts

Friday, November 18, 2011

Animated Doll









I never knew how little I knew
But it’s getting though to me now.
Nothing I do of the little I do
Seems to ring true to me now.
Commitment evades me
I don’t feel involved at all.
I’m just going through the motions
Like an animated doll.
I never knew.  I neverknew.







I never knew how lucky I was
Maybe nobody does when they’re young.
A couple mistakes, that’s all it takes
You can never erase what you’ve done.
Now I can fake a range of feelings
I can weep like a waterfall.
You’d never guess that you were dealing
With an animated doll.
I never knew.  I neverknew.









The mind in my skull exerts a powerful pull
Like the pull of the moon on the tides.
Like my heart in its cage
And though neither can gauge
Clearly enough to be guides.
Where they’ll lead I’ll follow
I will follow till I fall.
Head and heart as hollow
As an animated doll.









Tuesday, November 15, 2011

When The Work Was New







--  There She Blows -- 

When theWork was New --
It was Easyto do --
Though weworked 10 Times Harder than we do now --
It did notseem So Hard Somehow --
It did not seem So Hard Somehow.






 

When I first Loved you --
Baby sometimes I Still Do --
Only a Miracle would make me Break My Vow --
It would Not take So Much now --
NO -- It Would Not Take SO Much now.









They ought to take me Out and Shoot me --
Do me a favor and and Do me --
Put me outof my Misery Like a Broken Horse --
I don’t minddying – I’m Lying, of course.












Now when the Axe Comes Down --
You stand up and look around --
And where the buildings stood, there's Only Empty Air --
And where Your True Love Laughed
Now there's No One there--
And where your Old Man was--
Now there's No One there.








They ought to Shoot me --
Do me a favor and and Do me --
Put me outof my Misery Like a Broken Horse --
I don’t minddying – I’m Lying, of course.







I drink toomuch, I drink too fast
Whether a bottle to a glass
FromChateauneuf-du-Pape to Thunderbird --
I Prefer MySenses Blurred --
I Prefer My Senses Blurred -- 

I Prefer My Senses Blurred.