And up and down and in and out and then
She wonders if her life is going right.
And left and right and fore and aft again
He wonders why there isn't any light.
And up is down and left is right and now
You wonder where your life has gotten to.
And fore is aft and out is in, but how
Will we justify ourselves being blue?
And black and white and grey and green ond oh!
How dark her eyes with time and tears have grown!
And dark and light and wrong and right- sorrow
Has clouded him 'till he can't see alone.
. How can we change? Can we make all this real?
. Is that what we want? To cease to learn to feel?