the witching hour

Sometimes I tire so of this little white box

waiting so apathetically for my fingers

to spin it a tale and knot it together

with a clever phrase

throwing in some imagery for colour

and irony for weight

i throw and catch and turn about

and they ask are you

are you up

and I tell them

I'm up I'm up

except when I'm down

but hey babe you know babe

i'll always be around

talking into this little box

spilling my thoughts

like loose water in the rain

and i'll go back to the refrain

there is nothing to restrain me

no one to retrain me

and so when they ask

are you

are you up

and I tell them

I'm up I'm up

except when I'm down

but hey babe you know babe

i'll always be around

as mad as a hatter and with half the tea

so really tonight you'll have to excuse me

because i cursed old father time

and he turned around and cursed back at me

I and he and the blind mice three

telling each other our history

and they ask me

are you

are you up

and I tell them

I'm up I'm up

except when I'm down

but hey babe you know babe

i'll always be around

I'm up

I'm up

(except when I'm down)

and darling dearest

love my own

you know I'll always be

(I'll be around)