Heavy Headed Poem by Gary Diamond

Heavy headed the world looks good
Things are moving along just as they should.
Heavy handed the wrong way to play it
Don't hold it back just come right out
And say it.

Everything works well enough when your head's on the pillow.
If you worry you only keep yourself awake.
This is a good time for distractions.
My favourite sleeping aid is the dreary world of television.

Don't sleep too much, or too little.
Gotta work a while to get the blend.
Or you'll be walking around all day, distracted and dreaming.

Heavy headed, visualise the person of your dreams
Better pray you won't meet them, or you'll have to make a new one.
Heavy handed, you feel the weight lifted from your shoulders
And the weight takes longer to lift
But never goes completely
As you get older.

I seem to recall the dreams of early youth as a go anywhere, do anything addiction.
Now all the dreams are getting as dreary as reality, a strange affliction.
Heavy headed, heavy shoes
Heavy handed white man's blues.
That's all the dreaming
I seem to do.