Hark
I just checked my emails, texts messages and social media
I was inundated with invitations
To events like baptisms, weddings, and funerals
I think I’ll attend one of each
Just to try to keep some balance and perspective
If such a thing is even possible
Birth, and marriage, and death are all interchangeable
At least that’s what I was told
I saw on it on a TV show
Or maybe it was all in my head
Hark
Do your joints creak and groan when you get out of bed
About to snap like an elastic that’s been stretched out too far
We’re all stretched out too far
From time to time
Do your eyes have to adjust to the dark like they adjust to the light?
Are you at your brightest in the night and darkest in the daytime?
Darkness and light are interchangeable
Neither one is favourable
If you’re blinded by both
I think it’s all in your head
Hark
Please pay attention to what I say
I’m the voice of reason, in a reasonless world
And no I don’t believe that but I have to tell myself anyway
Truth and lies are interchangeable
Depending on your point of view
What is truthful to me might be a lie to you
You discovered your own truth many years ago
And it left me behind while I was still lying to everyone
Looking in the mirror each day
I’d lie to my own weathered and worn down face
Hark
I’ve finally attended all the baptisms, weddings and funerals
I am so damn confused
I couldn’t tell them apart (interchangeable)
Because birth leads to marriage, marriage leads to death
And marriage leads to birth, and birth leads to death
What a vicious circle
I’m not sure who to congratulate and who to console
I guess that one day I’ll know
One day when I’m finally old and can go on no more
Maybe I’ll hear it on a TV show
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