Chances were the premium at the chances store.
Called up their proprietor and asked for just one more.
Inside information suggested relocate.
When they closed the chances store, it sealed the users fate.
With no plans for the future and the future, it is here.
Who knew that the sun would rise and whisper last nights fear?
So we headed for the highway, which ended at the light.
Looked upon arrival, no chances store in sight.
Searching for the answers that will ease the fears.
Some will stand there crying and find few are buying tears.
All are someone’s baby lost along the way.
Strangers and sojourners who have lost the need to pray.
And I say, “Pray”
I don’t know why my baby loves clowns.
Whose painted on tears never fall down.
I don’t know what she sees in their eyes
Perhaps the line between horror/surprise…
I don’t know why my baby can’t sing.
Why carnival music isn’t her thing.
It fills my head when I’m at the fair.
Searching for clues in clowns everywhere.
I don’t know why she screams at night.
I hope it’s not why she holds me so tight.
Because I’m the type I’m weak for love.
Carnival music I rise above.
Is it the pain or is it the tears?
For some carnival crime from yesteryears.
Maybe it’s you, maybe I’ll never know.
Maybe it’s me, baby let go.
(chorus)
Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the kings horses and all the kings men.
Tried and they tried but she fell down again.
Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
She went to her shrink ended up at the mall.
Humpty Dumpty wanted it all.
Another day, sundown.
Another night, sundown.
Orange to black, sundown.
Fades to midnight blue.
There’s nothing I can’t do.
And here comes the night
And I don’t know why
I hear your voice
And I lose my way.
Where are you now?
Can I touch you somehow?
You’re somewhere near sleep where Images fade.
And here comes the sun.
Another night is done.
Here comes the sun.
And here I go again.
Saw the man, shot down.
Heard his voice, shot down . Eyes rolled white, shot down. Breathe goodbye that sound. Fades to midnight blue. There’s nothing I can do.
Another day shot down.
Another night shot down.
Orange to black.
Shot down.
Fades to midnight blue.
There’s nothing I can do.
Words can hurt. Use them carefully. You never know what inner struggles others are dealing with. If you have nothing good to say, silence is a wonderful option.
Protect yourself and treat yourself with respect. If we treated our friends the way most of us treat ourselves… we would have no friends.
Gravity works.
The sun rises and sets every 24 hours regardless what you think.
You are what you eat. Eat well and in moderation.
Don’t take yourself to seriously. No one else will.
Tell people you care about how you feel. No one can read your mind.
Matter exists in at least 3 states, solids, liquids and gas.
Money matters. You can’t pay rent or eat with good intentions.
Very few people speak truthfully. Many exaggerate. If something is to good to be true then proceed with caution.
There are 2 types of workers. Those that do a good job and Those that promote their careers.
Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.
Don’t go to sleep angry.
Shit happens. Sometimes bad things happen to good people.
Generally speaking, following the crowd is a bad idea.
It is not the lies we tell each other that are problematic. It’s the lies we tell ourselves and believe that are the problem.
Change happens. Get used to it or learn to suffer.
Learn to give without an expectation of return: or don’t give.
Fears fall into 2 categories. Rational and irrational.
Avoid the words Always and Never. They rarely happen.
The sunshine left.
A shadow grew.
A heartbeat echoed.
I never knew.
The sun returned.
A shadow stayed.
I listened hard.
Strange music played.
Then a thought.
A smile grew.
Exactly the way
To remember you.
Dennis Mantin 
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