To high heaven
Posted: August 21st, 2006, 1:06 pm
Do you ever feel like you are the death knell of a conversation
that if you'd just buttoned up
only buttoned up
they would not have gone away
left you standing with that lost wordy look on your face
ooooo baby baby gotta staple my lips
gotta glue my fingertips to my hips
be silent
silence is the mystery
those who speak
say too much
their only audience is the death knell of regret
ahhhhhh
but it is only my weak kneed spirit that speaks
utters the incomprehensible form and fashion
bleak days ahead my friend
when you stand in the crowd completely alone
and the death knell sounds
to high heaven
Eureka!
that if you'd just buttoned up
only buttoned up
they would not have gone away
left you standing with that lost wordy look on your face
ooooo baby baby gotta staple my lips
gotta glue my fingertips to my hips
be silent
silence is the mystery
those who speak
say too much
their only audience is the death knell of regret
ahhhhhh
but it is only my weak kneed spirit that speaks
utters the incomprehensible form and fashion
bleak days ahead my friend
when you stand in the crowd completely alone
and the death knell sounds
to high heaven
Eureka!