A menagerie of green is sleeping silently at ease as if the wind hummed both our mothers' favorite hymnal song.      And though I felt indignant 'bout the cause of the events, it was apparent very early I was not the cause.      Oh fee and fie,   Oh foe and then fum,   There is a giant looming over us   While she wants what she wants   Just summer seeds planted in recklessness      So very, very lightly on the strings of what we are there is a hollow yellow yelling at the stars tonight.      While feuding fading fury sunk in deeply to the bone as if they'd like to figure out what they would like to try.      While you and I and everyone else   We have no clue what we are doing here   But we want what we want   And never thought that we could want too much      And though I speak   These words do not mean   That I have ever really had an understanding      Or I can try   To do what I like   And hope that there is nothing gained from this pretending      So I am born    From now til I'm gone   And when I leave I won't be waiting on forever      All my life   I've done what I liked   Though there are times that I have wanted to be better   (I shall be   All that I can see   Floating in and out of this life)      (But I have found   These words do not resound   But float among our sleeping eyelids)      (When night descends   And lays me in my bed   I'll turn to face the silence smiling)