I lived awhile without you,
Done near half my life.
I no longer see our unborn children,
Under you my un-wed wife.
But yesterday I had a vision
Under the tree where we once talked.
Of an old couple burning their love letters,
So that the children won’t be shocked.
Love calls just like the wild birds
It’s another day
Spring wind blew my list of things to do away
All my friends are getting older,
I guess I must be too.
Without their love and kindness,
I don’t know what I’ll do,
Oh the wine bottle’s half empty,
The money’s all been spent.
We’re a cross between our parents
And hippies in a tent.
In a mucked up lovely river
I cast my little fly
But I look at that river and smell it
And it makes me want to cry
Oh to clean our dirty planet
Now there’s a noble wish.
But I’m putting my shoulder to the wheel
Cause I wanna catch some fish.