Wednesday, July 29, 2020

Intelligence . . .


Heard somebody say
They overheard you,
Just the other day,
A simple word
About the way we get along.
If only I were sure
Of the semantics.
Having doubts 'cause I'm
One hopeless romantic.
Could it be
You're slipping away from me?

What will I do
If what I'm thinking is true?
And you want to be
Really free of me.
I won't last very long
Very far from your heart.
And this third-hand intelligence
Might be the way that it starts.

Heard somebody say
They thought they saw you
Walking in their way.
You were not alone,
They said he didn't look like me.
Thinking to myself,
Must be mistaken.
Try not to believe,
but still badly shaken.
Why would you
Deceive me in things you do?

So many years;
Sharing our laughter and tears.
Lasted very long.
Maybe I was wrong
Not to ask you
Why you feel
We've drifted apart.
And this third-hand intelligence
Might be the way that it starts.

Are my sources reliable?
Wait and see.
Wait and see.Third-Hand Intelligence(original lyrics) copy
Is my psyche too pliable?
It could be.
It could be.

If somebody said
The sky was falling,
Soon we'll all be dead,
Have to quit our stalling.
Try to be prepared.
Would you believe it's true?
Or would you question
All the things you do,
And change your direction
From spinning round
When it hits the ground?

That's just not true.
Any believers are few.
When you've seen it all,
It could never fall
Any more than
I think you could
Tear us apart.
And this third-hand intelligence
Might be the way that it starts.




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