Norman

Stand by my unlit lamp, a tree, a bridge, shaking, i wait like a tramp, listen to some muted song, who would ever negate, a need to belong, better take a chance, if I play this game, the rest of it is Pants, hoping I'm not wrong, looking at the panes, stream down a naked bar, ask how much this path, will shuffle my remains, no more wounds to lance, someone will come along, say Heh Norm come the day, conjure up a mighty dollar, cigarettes and laughs, beer sipped like champagne, here life lets us dance, singing in the rain.