you took a temporary seat and sat

no where in the pouring rain

is there an answer for the way you look.

there's no happy ending inside your pocket book,

so when you turned out your cat,

you took a temporary seat and sat.

you saw the town square was full of sharks and clowns

who took advantage of summer weddings and bridal gowns,

and the game wasn't fair;

there was no innocent playground there!

no real news for the online shoppers' blues

when they drop their pants, 

imagining an hour of private romance.

when the lights are dimmed and the drinks seem free,

you walk into a busy room and immediately agree

with whatever you're told;

you're acting young but you're growing old

with hair in your nose and gray, colorless eyes,

spending all your money on the latest and the newest disguise.

you've seen it all;

up and down the temperance hall,

on the lowest level or up on the roof,

everybody you meet is drinking from a bottle of 100 percent proof

but you've never tried a sip

until someone offered you a piece of lip;

and you knew you were cursed

when you fell into the wishing well headfirst

and found it bone dry!

there was no need to apply

for a job on the unemployment line;

no new words for you to define.

you've come a long way to find yourself,

watching the late show from an empty library shelf

and nobody came to lend you a hand

'cause reading between the lines had been permanently banned,

and the game wasn't fair;

there was no innocent playground there!