Ticket Please

Once again here I stand No violins or marching bands Among the confusion in which I live A large parade in my name they give How my mind goes spinning to the ground Watching the horseless merry go round I know that they are speaking to me And can almost hear them say "ticket please" So I reach into the open space And upon the counter my heart I place Entering into the rod iron gates I realize to turn back it's much too late And so I move to the music in time Knowing all that appears so elegantly to rhyme Is nothing more than what it is And has nothing to do with inner bliss There was a sinking feeling within myself As I watched them place my ticket upon the shelf 1985