Misguided By Ambivalence
I’m not one for making decisions
Said the man with mixed up mind
If you’re looking for authority
Then maybe I’m not your kind
You see
The trouble with me
Is that I can’t say no to a yes
Which makes my life such a mess
Oh I want to be seen to domineer
But I can’t do this because I’m unclear
As to what I mean when I say my bit
And all I say is that I’m full of shit
Misguided
Misguided by ambivalence
I’m trying to be serious
When I know I make no sense
Isn’t that just so typical and true
I’m talking but not listening to you
With words that skate different slopes
We are bouncing off each others ropes
Like wrestling with mittens and scarves
No bruising or doing things by half
Just spouting from a fountain of bile
wilst walking the dead man’s mile
One of us has to take the lead
There’s no joy watching both of us bleed
I have no attack that beats our defence
So therefore I can’t keep up this pretence
Misguided
Misguided by ambivalence
I’m trying to be serious
When I know I make no sense
A suggestion If I may intervene
I don’t know what you or I mean
The feelings that have left in the dark
Have left us with no discernible mark
How ironic and how stupidly true
That I never knew anything about you
No physics or science to conclude
That our minds could never be nude
(SJ)2010
Comments
tcook | February 15, 2010 - 11:29
I'd like to see this made into a song.
smokejack | February 15, 2010 - 12:49
'the world would be a better place if the parents had to eat the sprouts'
Strangely enough TC I had a kind of tune in my head for it but I'm not that much of a musician though I'm a great composer in my head!