applause


everyone in the world has beat a path

to your front door

there's nothing left in the refrigerator

they've trampled the lawn


you left the lights on, it's dark inside


everyone in this life

has seen through your soul

about the speed of light and the sounds of old

spirits


never knew who your father was

or the side of bread to butter


in some hashish crowd —the messiah

makes balloon animals

only the children have the right to enjoy


but you've ruined your toys


kept the secret bargain

failed like a meteor

always charming