Laughing/Scared - Richard Meyer
Mystery is in the air.
Rituals protect our prayers.
If ghosts exist,
I wonder where:
So I leave the stairway lit--
Turn around when breezes hit
I'm just looking for what might not be there.
I'm just looking for what might not be there.
Windows rattle and rhyme.
Sleeping I can't tell time.
I taste a tear,
Break my mask and face the mirror--
I dream water I dream wind
I dream women into hymns
When I wake to find a lover she's not there.
When I wake to find a lover she's not there.
[Chorus]
So why am I laughing-scared?
Afraid to touch the Earth
Afraid it might be there.
With no way to find out now--
Who's got the last laugh anyhow
So look who's laughing scared.
A woman brushes her hair.
The sun on her bed warms no one there.
If love exists,
She couldn't care:
Still her lovers all confess--
They undress as if possessed.
In her head a clock is ticking off affairs.
In her head a clock is ticking off affairs.
[Repeat Chorus]
I move while mystics stand.
As our age expands.
Sun lights the moon.
My fingers scratch for room--
Old people say again
What older people told to them.
As dust sugars the dead, those legends stand
As dust sugars the dead, those legends stand
[Repeat Chorus]
© 1983 by Richard Meyer