Laughing/Scared - Richard Meyer

    Mystery is in the air.
    Rituals protect our prayers.
    If ghosts exist,
    I wonder where:
    So I leave the stairway lit--
    Turn around when breezes hit
    I'm just looking for what might not be there.
    I'm just looking for what might not be there.

    Windows rattle and rhyme.
    Sleeping I can't tell time.
    I taste a tear,
    Break my mask and face the mirror--
    I dream water I dream wind
    I dream women into hymns
    When I wake to find a lover she's not there.
    When I wake to find a lover she's not there.

    [Chorus]
    So why am I laughing-scared?
    Afraid to touch the Earth
    Afraid it might be there.
    With no way to find out now--
    Who's got the last laugh anyhow
    So look who's laughing scared.

    A woman brushes her hair.
    The sun on her bed warms no one there.
    If love exists,
    She couldn't care:
    Still her lovers all confess--
    They undress as if possessed.
    In her head a clock is ticking off affairs.
    In her head a clock is ticking off affairs.

    [Repeat Chorus]

    I move while mystics stand.
    As our age expands.
    Sun lights the moon.
    My fingers scratch for room--
    Old people say again
    What older people told to them.
    As dust sugars the dead, those legends stand
    As dust sugars the dead, those legends stand

    [Repeat Chorus]

    1983 by Richard Meyer
    Disk

    Marco Giunco
    Work Basket Music Words