Perhaps We Were Swinging
Robert Pollard
Through four of us, who's the sign?
Better left alone
Pedistals for everyone
Hold your ground, tote that gun
Hanker down
Free to choose
Take a chance win or lose
Organized chaos, it's the best
We know where everything is
We're so lucky to be just bored
Faces in the crowd
Patients in the ward
Close your eyes
Make it real
Exorcise the way you feel
Not in a million laughs
This is for you
Look between photographs
Nothing is true
Through the meetings of the minds
Many make us smile
Miracle cure for the pain
Badges and flags to keep us sane
In the time it will take
For the cradle not to break and fall
Perhaps we were swinging it's true
I'm glad it did something for you
Not me