" Everyman
Everyman
Get up mostly mornings, slip on your laid out silken socks.
Knowing in your precious heart, you can dash our hopes upon the rocks,
stop the ticking of our clocks.
Walking to your chauffeur, there's no earth upon your shoes.
Believing in your cell of faith, everything's for you to use
and there's nothing you won't abuse.
Ah but I'm watching and I can see,
what you're trying to do.
I've got my heart,
mind
and my wide open eyes on you.
Picking up your sometime friend, she's her ticket for the meal.
You're content to pay the price, until she reveals,
what you want to conceal.
Sitting back to watch them work, you do it 'cause you can.
Banking up the pounds, pouring pennies in their hands,
through the fingers of Everyman.
Ah but I'm watching and I can see,
what you're trying to do.
I've got my heart,
mind
and my wide open eyes on you.
© 2009 Duncan McCanlis
