i hear you now



i listened to
the derring-do
you said would come
but fat to chew
plus nothing new
is quite the sum
and something said
inside your head
belies the way
that what comes out
leaves only doubt
and hell to pay

i thought the fear
would disappear
without much fuss
i realise
that i despise
you making us
i understand
we’re pressed and planned
to be like you
but what’s the point?
when you disjoint
what’s really true

i never pray
for how to say
to what’s not there?
i tend to feel
for all that’s real
and those who care
to hear your call
to give you all
that’s not for me
you’re too unkind
for me to find
some sympathy

you’d say i’m cold
or just too old
to learn new tricks
I’ve talked at night
to you, despite
your kills for kicks
there’s something wrong
with faith so strong
so take a bow
your silence shows
god only knows
i hear you now...






thanks to Jon & Vangelis for the title