Tragedians

She tells me it’s hopeless She just won’t come down Circles are shaded Boundaries are built to cross Highways are fortuned And nothing seems important I should call her Or I should drive my way Are we all just kind of doing whatever Until something real comes along Or are we all in limbo Just sharing our songs in doubt So what’s your purpose And I don’t get it all myself And I learned from Stoppard That life’s a gamble at terrible odds Holding closely, to what she said Tragedians at our finest And the real world's Coming for our heads Are we all just kind of doing whatever Until something real comes along Or are we all in limbo Just sharing our songs of wrong And she just wont calm down She says she’s been about And around this sound She says it’s not worth it It’s all just a hopeless Little realm that we live in And I couldn’t change her mind Even if I wanted to So I just sat next to her On this bus ride to Kansas city Beautifully broken She touched my hand and said Oklahoma’s great But you’re going to love this town