ALL RIGHT YOU'RE RIGHT
(a-la Bob Dylan)

All right,
You're right.
You're right again -
I am easily impressed.
I'm just a fool,
A hopeless fool
Just hoping for the best.

    I have recently
    Killed a mouse
    Who just lived little life in this old little house
    Realizing a tad
    Made me thoughtful and sad
    And I wrote him this song
    But he's vanished and gone

        And for this very reason
        I deserve to be sleeping
        Alone.

Without you.
Without you
Who'd call us -
You and me?
One word for you and
One for me
That always set me free.

    I was always a man of my doubts
    All my fun and so random-ish dumb whereabouts
    That would always come rescue me free
    Like that February-standing dry old Christmas tree
    Will they ever come set me on fire
    On that wild dreaming dire
    My longing desire
    Like a steampunk express
    Rushing joy and caress
    Not to prove or disprove, not at all to
    Impress

    Will I ever be able to witness and see
    Not so silently able to feel and foresee
    Holy life in the making
    With two quintessential parts

        That they rightfully call in their envy
        As just
        You and me?

All right,
You're right.
You're right again.
I am easily impressed.
I'm just a fool.
I'm just a fool
That's hoping for the best.

    I have recently killed little mouse
    Who had lived little life in this old little house.
    Realizing a tad
    Made me thoughtful and sad
    And I wrote here this song
    After all said and done

        And for this very reason
        I'll probably be all
        Alone.