"Call Me Crazy"

We’re the lazy daisies with the tumbling stares
The painted faces in the towns that don’t care
You’re not looking hard enough
Just call me crazy but are they not called clowns?
Dovetailing, docile in their pretty coats and gowns
The same preview only foolish

Happily smashed, young and free
You’re the twitter in the trees
Undercover but revealed
Happily smashed, nothing else to do
Affecting anyone who’s aloof
Pretending to be cool

We’re the hazy daydreams everyone likes to play
The beautiful angles of the patterns on stage
Stuck in the safety of the keep net
Just call me crazy but have we all gone mad?
The silent phases colour the gaps in our heads
Isn’t that our weakness?

Happily smashed, young and free
You’re the twitter in the trees
Undercover but revealed
Happily smashed, nothing else to do
Affecting anyone who’s aloof
Pretending to be cool

Happily smashed, young and free
You’re the twitter in the trees
Undercover but revealed
Happily smashed, nothing else to do
Affecting anyone who’s aloof
Pretending to be cool

David Laley September 2009