The Waltz

Don't stand me down, or around For I'll never stop saying your name I was the one who came rushing to see you believed in your strategy Followed your course Around this time, yes, I came near to remorse I never quite did, of course But then, things were no worse And you were the one I was waiting to see, believed implicitly But I never took tea I was always in doubt About working it out Hence my reasons to shout Were in permanent doubt It's all changed now Now, though it seems I am losing It's not true And though it seems there's confusion It's also not true As if I could not see Believed implicitly In the tales of the British democracy How I swooned to the stories of Royal victories But the books of history were fairy tale stories But, never one to doubt And not first think about I restrained all my doubt Now I'm working it out Your good sister, it seems Is nowhere to be seen They don't talk of Kathleen Things are not how they seem There's no beauty any more Now, though it seems I am losing It's not true And though it seems there's confusion, it's also not true You say wait But some things don't wait any more Well, I've been to the promised Land I've been there I've also been down to the bottom And looked up from despair Now, though it seems I am losing It's not true Now, though it seems there's confusion it's also not true Some things won't wait any more Don't stand me down, or around For I'll never stop saying your name Here is a protest