(to the tune of that song in Hotel Chevalier)
it’s getting to be a long winter
began before even the fall
with not much to do but look into
the future, it’s but a black wall
so you deactivated yer facebook
to reconnect with what’s for real
and wonder why suddenly space looks
barren and boring, like jail
and you take to the road with some project
and yer fooling yerself, well aware
cuz evryone’s on electronics
and without them, there’s nothing to share (but a glance, little words)
The Arcade Fire took home the Grammy
Tho it seems no one knows who they are
And it means you have to reexamine
The meaning in striving for stars
That one world yer in’s insulated
As all other worlds on this one
How few venture out their own bound’ries?
What work’s ever really been done?
And it frees you from winter and caring
How long you have til spring arrives
Expecting, recalling, comparing
Those “ing” words controlling our lives!
