Sinecure

http://www.DARKCHEESE.COM A song about the excruciating tedium of routine employment. Woodland whispers, waterfalls and snowball wars All of this was yours. All of this and never more Roads to nowhere. Everything from blues to birdsong waiting for discovery Following the breeze. Looking up and tasting nature Underneath you feel rich textures but you are drawn forward by your arms For the poor as they dragged you towards that innercity cellar door In a sinecure Now all is well in the valley of the swollen sunshine Blind horsemen trail ever onwards into the past, into the future Shaping stars by the sundial It's one for all and all for nothing Teach two men to fish, Five more to bake, Twelve more to make them eat cake Forty four billion more to recall the story It's not rocket surgery, or a business class ticket to purgatory It's the art of sinning conservatively. Yes, You're your jury The other day I spoke to a guy, He said "I wouldn't wanna be you" I said "Why?" He said it all with a look in his eye that said "I am dying" I wasn't sure what he meant then he leant towards a clump of earthworms eating a horse It just goes to show - You're never alone Light, show me your dark side and buck up Because it's time for the last geat show before you kiss the world hello