New Sight - Safari

Tomorrow I will get away

Not to return

I left my only son

He wants to do whatever he likes

I spent too many years trying to prove I’m

Right

Used to have a raincoat

Wanted to confess

Fallen from his raincloud

Not doing his best

A mockery

You’re rude

You’re headed to the land

They made for me

Posit I’m so grand

You couldn’t tell

I want to let you know

It’s way too difficult for me

They fell from high

And came to town

And rearranged before the sky went black

A bitter rain

As our new race

Prayed to the clouds to give us their new-

Sight

My wife she thinks I’ve gone too far

I took my truck and had a bit too much

It isn’t so

It’s not half bad

I’m making sure to keep my mobile home

Tight