My eyes entombed
I laugh
I strike
At the room,
the stalls of Life's confines
I feel the easy touch of memory's scarlet concubine
And the only thought that combines
Within my tired mind
Is who in this world asks "Do you love me?"
But don't let it bring you down,
Don't let it bring you down,
Don't let it bring you down,
For you were flying so far from here.
In no waking moment find I peace
Or open spirit
I sit behind an empty mailbox
Where the poet slumbers
And the widow weeps
What feels like used mankind is seeping
But don't let it bring you down,
Don't let it bring you down,
Don't let it bring you down,
For you were flying so far from here.
Behind the roadsides and the vacant sidewalks
Hide the images of people with their
lights put out to blind
With a broken voice I call, and I make no earthly sound
And it is the only human sound among you
But don't let it bring you down,
Don't let it bring you down,
Don't let it bring you down,
For you were flying so far from here.
None.