(Tip of the hat to Kevin Coyne)
Every day I think about a better world
This one's not the one it's supposed to be
Somewhere past Mars there's a planet of fools
I know.
Nobody will talk about it
Somehow there's been a slip in time and space
I'm convinced that I woke up one day
and nothing made a speck of sense anymore.
Every day I think about that better world
Somewhere past Mars is a planet of fools
I know
Why should we live here in tears?
I know they're not bad people
But I'd like to go home
If it's all the same to you dear NASA
Somewhere past Mars there's the planet of fools.
Why must we stay here?
Why must we live here in tears?
Last night the river went calling
Like a train when it jumps the tracks
How it roared through the night
Vowed to never go back
I hear the river men cry
We never knew peace.
Are we like a house
Made of dry grass?
People pass saying
Man it won't last
See the fire and sparks
Spitting fire and smoke.
Last night the river went calling
How it pushed through the awful black
Boats of gold hanging by their fiery stacks
I heard the river men cry
Shall we never know peace?
Will we never know peace?
Last night I dreamed that I was falling
Where do we go? I say to myself
If I call your name
And you answer crying?
We never knew peace
Will we never know peace?
In my head the morning never comes
Sadly we go
Never to come back again
Them days I feel like a motherless child
Marking time
Under the morbid sky.
The heart is a lonely man
Hands roll out and roll up again
Somehow I know
You and I were never meant to be
You and I are like flowers under a morbid sky
You and I are strangers on a morbid sky.
Slowly we dance
Turning
Waltzing
Waltz across to Texas
We waltz by the sea
Liar.
I heard only raindrops
Burst in the dust
Apart
Though we wait
The daylight never comes
Ever.
Somewhere near
Somewhere far
Somewhere down the street
Past the local bar
A shot and beer homey kinda place.
Go inside
Show my face
Someone I barely know
A poet with a heart of gold Kathleen call me.
I dropped out of line
Past my prime
Slave to a way of life
I'm just the world that time forgot
A skittle bowl social swirl.
Bowl of chili
Onion rings
And the check on time please Miss
Ma'am You
And a Rolling Rock.
Kathleen why don't you call my name?
Ladies and Gentlemen
Let me tell you about self-pity
It's a terrible
Terrible
Terrible thing to waste.
No one hears me tell the truth
I've lost the track of time
The blush of youth
I'm just a fella to tell a story to
Waiting at a bus stop
Banging on a desktop
I long to see you.
Kathleen call me.
They call me Old Man River
I roll
I roll therefore I am
- Wheeze -
Old Wheezer coming down the street...
Somewhere near
Somewhere far
Somewhere down the street
Past the local bar
A shot and beer homey kinda place.
I go inside
Show my face
It's someone I barely know
A poet and a heart of gold
Both looking at a glass of foam.
I'm not a poet
You know that I'm not a glass of foam
I've got a heart of gold.