For Never Asking |
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| Grayish skies chocked with rain
cloud my head and turn away Even as time passes by life goes on, from lie to lie but someday I will fly The darkened room I dwell within smiles at me gently - "won't you please come in?" Then binds me in its iron chains never to let me go again my tears will have all run dry Then I hear a knock on the door open it to find a Union sword with a finger pointing straight at me when everything just ceased to be "come kill with us, my friend" The Great Society jumps and screams but its not really what it seems it runs down the alley and calls my name wants me to play its silly games but no, no, no, not I Let me hear what I have to hear Let me see what I have to see Let me feel what I have to feel Let me be what I have to be without you Man clown, up down which way am I flowing? Man clown, up down which way is my life rowing, rowing? The circus has arrived in time children see the funny clown Find the man behind the grin he will never let you in for nothing ever really sinks in to help you Grayish skies scarred by the sun scream in anger and start to run ripped by the spear of its own forgotten lies it runs for cover but dies, dies, dies but someday I will fly |
Notes
Written around 1968. Known from a notebook with handwritten lyrics sold at an auction in 2006.
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