Sunday, 10 March 2013

Waving my arms in the air


We all live with our eyes closed
Pretending we know who we are
I’ve got a surprise for you all
It’s just not that easy trapped inside this jar

Waving my arms in the air and calling out somebody’s name
I think it’s yours, I think it’s yours
But you think I’m insane

Watch the tumbles of the parachute falling from the sky
Buried like an axe hatchet between closing eyes
We scream aloud, fear, fear!  Sssshhhh…
Listen!!!  Can you hear the water trickling down the gutters
Melted snow, drip, drip, dripping?
Tried to run across the ice
Slipped, slipped, slipping…

Waving my arms in the air and calling out somebody’s name
I think it’s yours, I think it’s yours
But you think I’m insane

We all live with our eyes closed
We think that we are sane
We mow our lawns for the twentieth time
And turn over in our graves

I’m happy to take life as it comes
With a wink and a smile
But I’m waving my arms in the air and calling out somebody’s name
Why are you running away?
I only want to talk to you
I only want to talk
I only want to talk to you

But it is hard, so hard, so hard
When you look the other way
Waving my arms in the air…