Mock Orange Birds
I take it you went to town. Saw all the sights to see.
Saw all the birds on the ground looking for things to
eat.
But I wasn't there and I couldn't be there. Probably
didn't care enough to know.
I can be wrong. I'm usually wrong. Guess I didn't know
but now I know.
Give you a hook baited with something that you say you
don't like.
Try it and like it, give it to a friend who doesn't think
about it but likes it anyway.
Gives it to a friend. That's how songs take off with a
couple of friends.
Driving around looking for a fight on a Saturday night
'cause that's the way I am.
But I'm not really that way. I've got a book and a pen.
See you keeping your eyebrows raised. Until that moment
the story aches.
Until that moment the pressure breaks. I sit back and
contemplate what I'm doing.
Something's always coming up and around.
Can you hold your feelings when you've been let down.
Something's coming up.
