The smell of dirt on my tongue
Blades of grass tickle by belly
So much the world overlooks
I can see, I can feel more down under
Why should they live?
Who am I that I should be stuck here?
That silly rule, that golden rule
I must do something to get Him back
I must do something to get even!
A simple question, simple truth
Not a lie, just deceit.
Am I not smarter, more cunning than all the others?
This should work
It’s got to work!
Fool proof. Smile with a laugh.
Oh, hello there I almost didn’t see you
You must not sneak up on me like that.
Life in a fruit, taste so sweat
Good for food, good for eating
Variety is so abundant here
Who could want anything more?
Who could need anything more?
Life is perfect, perfectly wonderful!
Only one rule
Not so hard, not hard at all to understand.
Life and death can you believe it, is in our hand?
I would never do anything to hurt You!
I would never even give it a thought!
The chill, the cold, the embarrassment
May it never be revealed?
May it never be told?
I cannot bare the thought of losing You
I cannot bare the pain of seeing You in tears
Toil, toil, toil
It’s too hot under all this!
My hands feel the sting
The agony, the agony, the agony
Should have never listened to him
Should have believed, obeyed the rule
Living was so much better then
Living was beautiful then.
© Robert Penner