Sad People Don'T Sing

Sad people don't sing I thought they were the ones who sang They sung the blues Some sing pity-party blues, and lure others to join in But silence is a song I've heard it sung in my sanctuary blue Men in deep navy blue sang it, too I watched them with their slain crew A mighty throng stood strong Their slain; heroes all along Sad people don't sing They'll speak to you in tongues Make no excuse for tools you use We guard what's left of our sanity Freedom's state of mind is for everyone to find Sad people don't sing They'll declare your honey, lemon They will obsess with what they won't fathom Some wallow, word for word, groaning The ground they stand on is quick silvery light Too light for their mood; they'll have party blues On hard-core land with a mule Not so fast! Pity-party blues must last Blue sea and blues melody Is this your story, your song? Sad people don't sing They think the enemy is man? *