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I said yes, I said yes, I said yes, |
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I prayed a thousand times yes. |
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And the no that was hanging over the buildings |
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Faded like the moon at dawn. |
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When I was young I thought I was facing |
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A very aware world ahead, |
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I didn't know it was going to be |
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Beware of dogs instead. |
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I said no, I said no, I said no, |
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I said no a million times to no. |
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But the yes that was in it's last breath |
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Still hovered in a room with a permanent flu. |
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When I was young I didn't know |
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That one can only read life in braille, |
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I was still struggling to catch life on it's tail. |
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I said why, I said why, I said why, |
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I asked why for the billionth time. |
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And my bone slowly lost it's moist |
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Like a leftover coke bottle on the street. |
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Yes, this dry whiteness of a thing on the square, |
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That's my bone. |
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It lets the wind pass over like the last tender fraud, |
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Makes a little noise like old campaign billboard. |
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I said yes, I said yes, I said yes, |
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I prayed a thousand times yes. |
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And the no that was hanging over faded. |
