being stoned on the tube is a terrible thing
as the holes in your head let the goblins in
and the holes in your face let the secrets out
and your whole peace of mind goes walkabout
all the eyes that stare all the souls in pain
though they're not quite there it's a pain all the same
all the hearts in chains all the lies all the greed
all the heaven's horde all the devil's seed
being stoned on the tube is a secret joy
and a curse and a blessing to each girl and boy
and a blessing and a curse all for better and for worse
all for learning and returning in a line of verse
all the lights that blink all the limbs that ache
all the loves that spoon to the squealing brake
all alone in the crowd you can cry aloud
and be silent still and be high and proud
Sing The Sun by Wayne Myers