THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...)
white iris moon
have you been drinking?
you're red tonight
are you alright?
white iris moon
are you feeling ill?
you look so pale
batteries fail?
am I seeing what I'm seeing
I'm not feeling any pain
is there something other than being
or have I just gone insane
comfortably numb plays on the TV show
in a movie about a wall
and the stars are outshining the moon tonight
is it ready to fall?
white iris moon
what are you thinking?
the air just shrugs
are you on drugs?
white iris moon
did you take a pill?
someone save her
from what he gave her
can you hear the guitar cry?
have you every wondered why
the blues sounds something like
some nursery rhymes?
did you ever kiss the sky?
s'cuse me while I live and die
as if it matters to to the moon
or to the times...
eerie eyeball in the sky
wander ponder wonder why
relevance has said goodbye
and you look so high
white iris moon
have you been watching?
so many eyes
watch you tonight
white iris moon
the song is over
the sky is dark
to our de-light
is that any reason to riot
or push someone over the edge
shhhh, don't talk to that boy
he's out on the ledge
what sense can we make of anything
if we do not open our mind
shhhh, don't talk to that girl
her hammer is too refined
die
no don't die
live
but why
don't ask why
give
but what
everything
scream
for attention
this isn't a dream
it's your life
and be careful with your tongue
it's as sharp as a knife
lie
no don't lie
there's a white iris moon
in the sky
high
high
high
white iris moon
I thought it was over
but you went on
after I'd gone
white iris moon
didn't you miss me
where have I been?
what have I done?
is this blood on my hands?
is that a smoking gun?
did something go wrong?
these strings weigh a ton
blame the puppeteer
his hand up above
told me what to fear
and called it love
white iris love
white iris moon
is it a nightmare
it started out
feeling so good
white iris moon
is that you laughing
am I the joke
I wish you would
tell me what is going on
everyone's worried
now that I'm laughing
watching you fall
whatever you've done
maybe you know
am I losing my mind
or just tearing down the wall
white iris moon
I hear your call
white iris moon
thanks for the call
White Iris Moon
(or several slices of cheese)
Ric Candor ©2000
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