You're sad because you're sad.
It's psychic. It's the age. It's chemical.
Go see a shrink or take a pill,
or hug your sadness like an eyeless doll
I think that I shall never know
Why I am thus, and I am so.
Around me, other girls inspire
In men the rush and roar of fire,
'And ask ye why these sad tears stream?'
‘Te somnia nostra reducunt.’
Be not sad because all men
Prefer a lying clamour before you:
Sweetheart, be at peace again -- -
Can they dishonour you?
Sleep, sleep, my beloved,
without worry, without fear,
although my soul does not sleep,
although I do not rest.
You waste the attention of your eyes,
the glittering labour of your hands,
and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves
of which you'll taste not a morsel;
Sad sad sad in blue
For sad sad sad you
The moon is all bluish tonight
The night is all dark out side
sad for all the time my embrace was empty of you
sad for being stubborn to be sad
sad for touching objects baring your presence
All night long the hockey pictures
gaze down at you
sleeping in your tracksuit.
Belligerent goalies are your ideal.