Tuesday, May 22, 2007

163 : 9/20/98 : Her Majesty’s Fools (Fibonacci 8/8)

Testify that they that die
Hear a voice or voices cry
In the bright vibrating void 
Rid your mind of thoughts unkind 
The evil treasures lie behind 
Evils only the wise avoid 
Elementary: thoughts uncomplimentary
Not for the manor meant are we
Thieves lurking at the gate
Hearts on sleeves climbing the eaves
Inherit only autumn leaves
Receive orders or simply wait
This I know that they that go
Even they must hear the wind blow
Exceptions cannot make a rule
Nevertheless we only guess
Those very things that could impress
Her Majesty’s fool
Inasmuch as I feel the touch
Resist as such
To satisfy or be a tool
Except to say all things pass away
Expressing the need for each new day
No matter the reason
Taking tea and soft protesting we
Heap up irony
Investing in treason
Restless visions endless revisions
Talk to our televisions
Encounter a dark sides
Excommunicate those who dare to date
Nonsense we once chose to hate
Tell us we’ve been taken for a ride
Hard upon its truth we stifle outbursts too uncouth
Intone instead verily, forsooth
Regal in our finery
Tall full of grace we’ve set ourselves in place
Examples for the lower race
Excuse ourselves to the winery
Near enough to dark we hear a voice hark
Telling us we missed our mark
Heeding only our desires
Interactive porn or fashions better burnt than worn
Regardless comes the morn
To see too clear the ashes of our fires
Erring in our passions passing over truth for fashions
Even our friends storm the bastions
Nerves shot watching the telephone
That refuses to ring our analyst won’t say a thing
He can no longer bring
Illusions that we are alone
Rushed packing you cannot buy what’s lacking
Tired of our peasants flacking
Enemies’ agendas
Easy enough, no doubt we were over rough
No way left to bluff
Thus these simple addenda
Hear me friend if you might lend a
Innocence we lost our sense
Revealed in the present tense
Taken out of time
Ended with a whimper by those we once forced to simper
Even with a limp, her
Noble subjects saw to her unrelenting climb

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

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