Ballad of Blah Blah
Jeremy Singer
Once alone out walking
I looked up to the trees
The songbirds were all gathered
And taking turns to speak
Soon I heard many tales
Of demons in their lair
A jackdaw came swooping in
His words hung in the air
What is not deserving
The seagull 'pon the land
Daffodils in a warm field
Hide the moths that turned to man
Why does all the love we have
Fade and fade again?
Why is all our happiness
Blown away like sand?