Old rocking chair

It beckons you like a junkie's needle

Start thinking feeble

Cowardly lion

The special today is karma yoga

Glued to the sofa



Where was I when we lost power?

Where was I when lies were spoken?

Where was I when evil snuck in?

Where was I when hope was choking?



A spy in the house

Someday one of the kids may catch us cussing

Then turn us in

Family ties

They used to be colors in a rainbow

Now we fly solo



Give me back the passion flower

Give me back the nonconsumer

Give me back my lack of reason

Give me back my sense of humor



Blow like cyclone my second wind

Blow like typhoon my second wind

Blow like tempest my second wind



Blind by design

I've gotten the hang of not resisting

Who cares who's listening

Popular press

And we've got the video and the movies

Let's feed the zombies



Now that I know what to fight for

Now that I need more adventure

Now that I have thoughtful patience

Now that I can see the future



Put your hours in and take your pay

Like there wasn't any other way

Then I heard a voice inside me say

It was twenty years ago today

When did I get so tired?

Did I wake up half-sleeping?

I can't life slip away

To a world with no meaning