When the Symphony Played

When the Symphony Played                         December 21, 2007

When the ship goes sailing into the night sky,
When your dreams stopped living and decided to die,
Why did you cry? O', sonny boy, why did you cry?

Did your eyes ever see enough to say?
Did you ears ever hear the people play
With all those foot stomps on the concrete gray?
Did you experience sudden and complete rapture
Or were you in a state of total capture?
Did life ever flourish when the symphony played,
Or was it plain boring and totally staid?

O' did you know, my boy, that life isn't really there at all,
That there's a streak of light, then it goes into freefall?
O' did you know that the birds and the bees
And the butterflies swoon across the seas
Until ultimately there's no time left for there to be peace?

And did you see what The New Yorker said
That Culture was here, but was once is now dead?
Did you hear that the President is just a talking head?

If indeed you have, and I hope you do,
Then I shall feel sorry for you,
For you, sonny boy, have lived so naive and true.