Saturday, September 29, 2012

Fire in the Second Row



Welcome to the sea of hypocrites,
And I can be the underwater queen.
Or the kingdom of fakes,
Where masks and scars are all we need.
Just let me drink that liquid courage,
The magic bottle,
And perhaps I'll shrink,
Or grow,
It's quite unpredictable.
I've dodged the rain,
One step ahead at all times,
But the black clouds still reach me,
Whether I get wet or not.
Take that as you will.
A man sits on the bus with his eyes closed,
His seeing eye dog keeps his feet warm,
His smile makes my heart hurt.
I listen to old jazz music,
The bar is dimly lit,
The microphone stands under the only spotlight,
"Everybody loves a winner
So nobody loved me"
I tap dance across a New York street,
A man spins me around in a tuxedo,
A martini in my hand,
A cigarette in the other.
Oh, how lovely.
But crash and burn,
Crash and burn.
And now I have to leave,
Can't be left alone anymore,
Crash and burn.
"Lady Peaceful
Lady Happy
That's what I long to be"

Written: July 31st 2010.
(Lyrics in quotations from Maybe This Time from Cabaret)

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