Half Century

I looked at the hangman looking back at me
Someone to cry my half baked tears to and not the mirror
One man's joke is another woman's whole cloth
and the swords laid on wands know the secret tellers secret
Discover everything you need to know behind it
You sit under wishing to stay up a little longer
This time it will appear as it did before
Don't ever bend to the will of another unless you're a willow
You will never know until it is known
There's another truth to be told but it is not yours
A keeper of the tall branch where birds alight anew
When the sea changes we billow and fall
It is not my truth/It also is not your truth
A ship need caulking every so often when the wind is blowing
But you pull that face drowsy lost forgotten
Forced to be kind and inside a hot packet of evil
Our masthead cracks and the cupboards empty themselves into
One man's joke face that spreads itself like a blanket of stars
The sights are always unseen as big pillow nightmares descend
All I need in this world is a cup half full and my wah wah
Wells up in you the force so strong it brings tears to her eyes
The night before yesterday when all was calm before the clown came
The hangman hangs upside down and the hermit lights the night
And the heat comes on as the day is so cold and fierce wind
Then into the evening caves you go to sleep with the bears