The General's Ditty / People I Know

I wrote a song and now it's stuck in my head. I don't have a piano part for it yet, but I'm working on it. Meanwhile, here are the lyrics. They make me happy. I thought of them while I was on a run, and was looking at the leaves and storm drains and also I found a cat, and I knew I wanted to write a happy, quiet song with weird lyrics.

The General's Ditty/ People I Know

Sometimes I see all of my old friends here

La di da. De di da. De di da.

Waiting in boxes, and pining for years

La di da. De di da. De di da.

Pretending I see them but living in fear.

La di da. De di da. De di da.

Waiting and waiting for someone to hear.

La di da. De di da. De di da.

I pay for dinner in francs and outside I just watch the wind blow

Eddies in storm drains and grins from the faces of people who recognize snow.

I watch all the leaflets get in placed in the parking lot

mixing with litter and crows.

I think I'll be happy

La di da. De di da.

I think I'll be happy in places I know.

La di da. De di da.

I think it'll be aces to see all the faces

of people I know.

And I know that someday

I'll be taken away

by the men in black jackets who ask for your passport

I know that someday I'll be begging to pay

For the crimes of the sinners who kindly paved my way.

And I wonder if this is what I will be

Running in circles for all of eternity

Though I know that someday I will decompose

And earthworms will eat me from my toes to my nose

And I won't know better

Than to encourage and thank

The crows who laugh on the gallows

With all of their fellows

For disregarding my rank

So I know I'll stop running

La di da. De di da.

So I know I'll quit funning.

La di da. De di da.

And let the birds lead the way.

La di da. De di da.

And I think I'll be happy.

And someday I know I'll be free from the hatred

And confused compatriots of people I know

I'll be fine. I know I'll be fine. I'll be fine...

La di da. De di da.