mercurial signs they read
we're old when our poor souls depart
whereas cold cruel jokes now make you cry
one day you'll take them in your stride
all of the time we've resided here
you'll see our chalices rise
but someday soon will clear
just sit back and recline
i'll guide you through the years
bad ways which rule all the ways we go
through black and the gloom
consecutive days and plain afternoons
while those all around are bored
though we come down in real demise
trek through all of the feelings with no tears in eyes
kept fear veiled so it hides
life's never forced or dry
so theres nothing inside me
dressed in slacks as we will
just tie a silk sheet round your neck
and twist it till your face turns cherry red
all of the time we've resided here
you'll see our chalices rise
but someday soon will clear
just sit back and recline
i'll guide you through the years