what am I looking for in this department store
how did I get here and do they have anything
anything I really need nothing really no
that's the trouble I need nothing so why am I
asking this young woman if she has seen my wife
maybe it's because she asked me what I'm doing
in women's lingerie looking as if I'm lost
lost yes but in my soul everything reflects back
onto my memories when I was a young boy
only I'm not sitting on a doctor's chaise longue
kissing blue skies deep in contemplation my life
in hindsight gone twenty twenty vision can see
nothing now can be done but wait for death to come
guess she doesn't need to hear any of this crap
fixing my gaze across the room I head for home
only in this case like a bird I fly toward
room three where I get dressed to look the part again
insanity runs in my family but I'm
no longer considered a threat to the safety
that I once posed to harm others in thought or deed
however I am here in Macy's looking for
instant karma oatmeal or is that Quaker Oats
silly how I can't seem to find or figure out
definitively to the best of my knowledge
even for a moment why it is I am here
perhaps I am looking for my wife but my hands
are both without a ring without a wedding band
really who's to say I don't have a wife if I
take my ring off from time to time it gets so hot
maybe that's why I'm here trying on lingerie
even that sounds strange to me if I could explain
no no the doctor said certain thoughts must remain
tucked away deep inside my brain don't let them out
still I am here looking for something something nice
to get my wife even though I haven't found her
oh how the summer heat goes to my head it beats
real hard on my temples and the top of my spine
even though I haven't done a thing she caught me
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