What makes us sullen weary unwise
What wants to keep us in a zoo
Of our own arranging like gorillas
Weeping as they watch their soul's love
Carried off waiting for them
To come back for you
I'll take half the blame but
What tricks us into such hysteria
And then persuades us not to think
Too much about let it go
When to be inconsolable and joyful
At the same time when to let
Our courage down or pick it up
When the gun goes off offstage
Standing peacefully in the corner
Up till now up till now
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