Too Many Lies

Thinking of what being sentimental has done

Like watching paint dry and my blood run

Like being the expendable one

Seems only the cheaters have fun,

Hate to sound ungrateful you know

Standing on a spring day in a foot of snow

Like a soldier in a mine field wondering which way to go

Vague memories of love with nothing to show,

Unconditional love a, romantic notion

What I wouldn’t give for a love potion

A child’s toy on the floor of the ocean

The marks upon my life left by emotion,

Don’t recall thinking it could ever be like this

Disproportionate tragedy and flakes of bliss

In the darkness I hear a sinister hiss

Did I bump into you? Excuse me Miss,

Let me take an educated guess

How many times do we clean up somebody else’s mess?

How I foolishly thought we had a free press

Those who have fallen for our country God Bless.

I really thought I knew you better

I’d have gotten more loyalty from an Irish setter

Missed my calling as a jet setter

Though I can’t say, sorry that I ever met her,

The years roll by like clouds in the sky

The regrets and joys, you often wonder why

Thinking back now there’s something in my eye

I began in life believing too many lies.