what to say

there was a time not long ago
inside a working day
i spent the night not long ago
unsure of what to say
but i'm not denying
there was magic in the air
i saw lightening striking
and confusion everywhere
& angry crowds of people
screaming in the street
protesters defiantly
refusing to admit defeat
all moving like a tidal wave
inside my head
stopping for nothing
an old Monarchy said
and then i drove my car
for another tank of juice
underneath the summer sun
when i heard your next excuse
with wind blowing through your hair
whisky on the floor
it's so much easier denying
than to open up the door
and then you're snacking
on your favorite smoke
flipping through all the channels
searching for a joke
and we're cruising on electric avenue
where i'll be sleeping tonight
since you left me at the dealership
claiming "Everything's alright,"
and last time i saw you running
into a movie with fading lights
waving to lonely children
taking in the sights

there was a time not long ago
inside a working day
i spent the night not long ago
not knowing what to say