Us We Are - Shawn Phillips

People say we are sane

Lock your doors and play the games

Out in a constant search of fame

If we tell them of our dreams

Some but bright and subtle schemes

Others true and honest means

Oh you people out there

With your marshmallow wills

Your tragic days

And your tranquillizer pills can’t you see?

People got to be believed

Words have got to be perceived

Won’t you listen to us please?

Maybe to you it’s another day

Do you want to see the sun

Coming up in gray?

Tell me what the difference is

Between your life and pay

Does the fire of your optimism

Flare up in the dark?

Can you come to me with open arms

And strike the finite spark of love?

Could be a case of velleity

On your part my part

Or anyone who thinks they see

Through a decade an epoch

Or maybe even centuries

What do you think could be your reality?

Does your breath go away

For anything you plainly see?

Talking to God or going on the nod

Or freaking out a fancy free

Take your time in the morning sun

It lasts for half a day

Speak your mind to your only son

If that’s what you have to say to him

I know I’m living in utopia

With a strangely cloying

Absence of euphoria

And the rapidly increasing senses of dementia

The anticipation in my life

Now lends an ear

And I know I gotta choose

Gonna win or gonna lose

Ah maybe that’s the fear

I only hope that the choice of death

Will be mine to make and clear

Take your time in the morning sun

It lasts for half a day

Speak your mind to your only son

If that’s what you have to say to him