Less is more

I'm tired of handing out
all this understanding about
everybody else's feeling
their underhanded double-dealing

I'm tired of standing around
looking for something never found
all my wishes and desires
burning up like futile fires

        under the moon
        under the stars
        that never ever
        told me where we are
        or what we're for
        knocking at the door
        of less is more

I'm sick of waiting for
something that surely comes no more
when all the tears are cried and dried
the heart's forgotten how to fly

I'm sick of going down
like any masochistic clown
everybody else is feeling
an underhanded double-dealing

       refr.


1990