VILE DENIAL
Verses:
I knew my words were often hateful, sometimes even vile. I didn’t know the reasons why ‘cause I was in denial.
I didn’t realize my anger covered up my grieving,
For all the losses in my life: my wife who’s slowly leaving.
I wish I’d been aware of this and maybe then not blow it,
But you can’t know what you don’t know, until at last you know it.
Chorus:
A frog will stay put in a pan with slowly rising heat.
He doesn’t know his goose is cooked until you’ve fried his feet. A cozy cage is hard to vacate, ‘least not for awhile.
You don’t get out ‘cause you don’t know you’re stuck in deep denial.
Verses:
I saw how I was acting mean, not usually my style. I didn’t see the reasons why ‘cause I was in denial.
I wasn’t clear my ugliness had camouflaged my grief,
For losing my dear wife to to strife from her disabling thief.
I wish I’d had more insight here and maybe then not flee it, But you can’t see what you don’t see, until at last you see it.
Chorus:
A closed-up idling car’s exhaust can slowly hurt your head. You don’t know you’re in fatal slumber ‘til you wake up dead. A snuggy snare is tough to leave, it doesn’t vex or rile.
You don’t get out until you see you’re stuck in deep denial.
That last chorus brought to mind the time my father stopped three times while driving his new truck because he was getting sick. Finally, the third doctor determined that he was being poisoned by carbon monoxide because the exhaust was getting into the cab. I often thought about what could've happened to him as a result of driving an 18 wheeler and passing out at speed. He was lucky to have lived through that.
Ron
Kathy J Parenteau