If I could write bright songs all night like Randy Newman I would
'How are you?' is asked and you suggest that I say that 'I'm good!'
Even if I'm really not, I'll bite my tongue and pretend to talk
Is this how life gets blocked off, my mind interupts thoughts with a cough%*!
Can I be your cough drop?
A scratch and sniff that you can't smell MUNDANE is a word that you can't spell
What's on the agenda for this afternoon?
I've sat down and thought of you and you and you...
