23 August 2018
C Song
A doobie with Peruvian coffee, the begonias melt in the sun
Listening to a song about mysterious wisteria from the voice of a good man long gone
The monitor screen a black window, I’m ignoring the knock at the door
An unopened letter on the table before me, an unanswered call on the phone
I won’t let you bring me down, I won’t let you bring me down, I won’t let you bring me down , not today.
I don’t want to buy into your sadness, please keep all your grief to yourself
I’ll take stock of my own situation; share my problems with nobody else.
I dine alone in the depths of the restaurant watch the candles burn slow in the night
Take my time pouring over the menu just make sure you keep bringing the wine
Half full or half empty’s the question to be honest I don’t really care
I’m happy in this God given moment but like me it won’t last very long
I won’t let you bring me down, I won’t let you bring me down, I won’t let you bring me down , not today.
I’ll face the inevitable ending, and the fact there’ll be no curtain call
I hope they write up my performance, the reviews are favourable
Until then I’ll dance the fandango with a smile as big as the moon
Worship the arrival of tomorrows and whistle an uplifting tune
I won’t let you bring me down, I won’t let you bring me down, I won’t let you bring me down , not today.
Copyright D Dick 2018