It' s so hard
To get love
Jump and push and shove
To get the hand in glove
So it seems
That things are in your dreams
So it' s said
Things get done in bed

It' s so hard
To walk tall
To be unlike like a doll
To walk and not to crawl
So it' s said
All our life is dead
So it seems
All our life is dreams

A poem in the head
Of a poet that' s dead
Walk walk walk walk up and up and tall tall walk walk walk walk walk
Oh it' s god
Oh it' s god to me
Oh it' s god to me
Oh it' s god to me
And it' s
Be in black, be in black, be in, be in black