you said,
you were a child at heart
and that you did not care
about the things you do
but you are the most adult person –
i have met

the pain is high
nothing may come your way
and the work that you do
may not pay,
and we never know why

i went home with you
and all my happiness went away
i have got to call you today

perched high in my hands
my head tilted with eyes of grey
and i sat and i told,
of the world that died yesterday

like a wheel
turning around and around
but unlike a wheel,
no place to go
like an unemployed performer

i have been used
i have been a toy
something for people to look at
and to be amused
frozen days on the end of a line

living has become distorted
and the dreams i grow
have been aborted

winter goes, summer is here
do not know what to do
what is it that i fear
i will wait till tonight
i am really near, it is alright

i am in a dream world
guess it is all too hazy
look around
remember the lingering feel –
of a cigarette kiss