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