Benefit

Oh, i feel sympathy. be grateful my son for what you get.
Expression and passion. ten days for watching the sunset;
When i was your age amusement we made for ourselves.
``permission to breathe sir,'' don't talk like that, i'm your old man.
They'll soon be demobbed son, so join up as soon as you can.
You can't borrow that
`cos that's for the races and doesn't grow on trees.
I only feel what touches me
And feel in touching i can see
A better state to be in.
Who has the right
To question what i might do,
In feeling i should touch the real
And only things i feel.

It's advice and it's nice to know when you're best advised.
You've only turned thirty, so son, you'd better apologize.
And when you grow up, if you're good
We will buy you a bike.

All the places i've been make it hard to begin
To enjoy life again on the inside,
But i mean to.
Take a walk around the block
And be glad that i've got me some time
To be in from the outside,
And inside with you.
I'm sitting on the corner feeling glad.
Got no money coming in but i can't be sad.
That was the best cup of coffee i ever had.
And i won't worry about a thing
Because we've got it made,
Here on the inside, outside so far away.

And we'll laugh and we'll sing
Get someone to bring our friends here
For tea in the evening --
Old jeffrey makes three.
Take a walk in the park,
Does the wind in the dark
Sound like music to you?
Well i'm thinking it does to me.

Can you cook, can you sew --
Well, i don't want to know.
That is not what you need on the inside,
To make the time go.

Counting lambs, counting sheep
We will fall into sleep
And we awake to a new day of living
And loving you so.

Everyday there's someone asking
What is there to do?
Should i love or should i fight
Is it all the same to you?
No i say i have the answer
Proven to be true,
But if i were to share it with you,
You would stand to gain
And i to lose.
Oh i couldn't bear it
So i've got nothing to say.
Nothing to say.
Every morning pressure forming
All around my eyes.
Ceilings crash, the walls collapse,
Broken by the lies
That your misfortune brought upon us
And i won't disguise them.
So don't ask me will i explain
I won't even begin to tell you why.
No, just because i have a name
Well i've got nothing to say.
Nothing to say.

Climb a tower of freedom,
Paint your own deceiving sign.
It's not my power
To criticize or to ask you to be blind
To your own pressing problem
And the hate you must unwind.
So ask of me no answer
There is none that i could give
You wouldn't find.
I went your way ten years ago
And i've got nothing to say.
Nothing to say.

Once it seemed there would always be
A time for everything.
Ages passed i knew at last
My life had never been.
I'd been missing what time could bring.
Fifty years and i'm filled with tears and joys
I never cried.
Burn the wagon and chain the mule.
The past is all denied.
There's no time for everything.
No time for everything.

Watery eyes of the last sighing seconds,
Blue reflections mute and dim
Beckon tearful child of wonder
To repentance of the sin.
And the blind and lusty lovers
Of the great eternal lie
Go on believing nothing
Since something has to die.
And the ape's curiosity --
Money power wins,
And the yellow soft mountains move under him.
I'm with you l.e.m.
Though it's a shame that it had to be you.
The mother ship is just a blip
From your trip made for two.
I'm with you boys, so please employ just a little extra care.
It's on my mind i'm left behind
When i should have been there.
Walking with you.

And the limp face hungry viewers
Fight to fasten with their eyes
Like the man hung from the trapeze --
Whose fall will satisfy.
And congratulate each other
On their rare and wondrous deed
That their begrudged money bought
To sow the monkey's seed.
And the yellow soft mountains
They grow very still
Witness as intrusion the humanoid thrill.