lovers cannot do it
and no drug can compensate
you hope that you are sane
but you know that you are a state

from a child on father’s knee
to a grown woman –
trying to set her emotions free
and with a flurry of confusion
that pulls her across a stormy sea

from picasso to warhol
it is something in-between
who says you have to be asleep
just so you can dream

my dreams are all dressed up
but with nowhere to go
you know it is true,
you know i would be there

the world goes on around
but it is just not the same anymore
i have checked my feet
and it is a different floor

reaching out to those
who are part of you
but you just do not know
holding on,
and then not letting go

the world keeps on changing
making me smile
never staying sane
the world keeps on moving

i am sitting here tonight
and trying to sum up how i feel
to write down,
what you have given me
and now, what you mean

working hard just to jump on board
before you retire you are old
on this sort of culture –
i am not really sold
of reality, application forms are shorn