Jefferson

One of my most overtly political songs.

"Half-turned sods of hallowed ground,

tabled, filed under lost and found,

weighted down and then strung up

a pleasant walk to the scaffold.

Hangman's noose on a threadbare throat

he mouths some words but none come out,

That's all right, no-one's listening

That's okay, no-one's listening.

Chorus:

We're all gone away, lost again

watching monuments twist in the wind,

Jefferson was a passing phase

now it all hangs on the turn of a phrase.

Placebo cure for the rotting ghost

those with the least told that they have the most,

bargained away and then discarded

a pleasant walk to the graveyard.

Chorus.

Open hole swallows fish-tail mind

deposits the same by the no exit sign,

entrance come and gone, no-one's here

entrance come and gone, no-one's here."

We don't even know what the real momuments are anymore (hint: they're not made of marble, and stone, or anything else we can see or touch), because we're so busy worshiping at the altar of the false ones that we've created to justify a society that's lost its way.

Which reminds me... I watched the excellent documentary Reagan this evening. If only every American would do the same.

Paul Kimball