"What-you-may-call-it"

Again all I, all alone again, sweeping again

Again for no better and for no darn blithering good

Groping again around my best, loss and profit and loss again

Wide open and too apart again and as far as it goes, a closed book

 

I'm falling deep out again and down and up again, so maybe

With my feet terribly fixed and foxed on the steady shady ground

Destiny sucks all my harmony again, while the sun's as sunny as hell

I'm lonesome, so what, bleeding free, too, lost, but bloody found

 

I got your point, your little lush thing

Your air of importance you shed and your idea

You didn’t lift any secret to wonder at it, not at all

No pants, all naked, all sheer

 

Sheer you've gotten me into the …, too

The darn thing “what-you-may-call-it” - LOVE

The thing “what-you-may-call-it” - STUPID THING..., as well

The whole bunch of “On” and “OFF” and various kinds of “OF“

 

I’m here to learn – “What is it…?”, I’m here for sure to cry

To smile, better laugh and no wonder effing why

I'm here to stay, for now, why not and why so ever

No highs, no downs, no way to fly

 

The prediction projected vehemently probably rain

You for your part projected lots to loose, when nothing is to gain

I needed to disappear to escape from disappearing

An eagle and a wren aren’t the same

 

I linger on and over and after and keep on

For and with the profit that was proposed to win

I uphold it a like a statue of prosperousness

Don’t waste your “golden” bin

 

I got your point, your little lush thing

Your air of importance you shed and your idea

You didn’t lift any secret to wonder at it, not at all

No pants, all naked, all sheer

 

Sheer you've gotten me into the …, too

The darn thing “what-you-may-call-it” - LOVE

The thing “what-you-may-call-it” - STUPID THING..., as well

The whole bunch of “On” and “OFF” and various kinds of “OF“

 

I’m here to learn – “Whatever…!” I’m here for sure to cry

To smile, better laugh and no wonder the heck why

I'm here to stay, for now, why not and why so ever

No highs, no downs, no way to fly