24. easy (take two)

i realised i never mentioned that i finished, kind of, 'easy,' which is a little song i mentioned a while ago on this blog. it is pretty much inspired by dudes like pete seeger and woody guthrie, only it is a poor-little-rich-girl kind of song instead of a i-got-the-dust-pneumonee kind of song. "inverting the formula," you might say. or you might say, "a failed attempt at derivativism."

24. easy

he wakes easy, he who wakes
with creaking bones and shins that ache
senses sun, and quickly shakes
his eyelids from their yellow cake

he smiles easy, he who smiles
without the weight of worthless guiles
takes a chance just to dance a while
with his best girl on the kitchen tiles

why've you got it so easy
you who have it so tough?
this life of leisure brings me no pleasure
and i think i've had enough

he sleeps easy, he who sleeps
with a head split by two fields of sheep
casts his stones and starts to creep
with one small step; one giant leap

milks the cows and pays his dues
he finds the maiden's silver shoes
we meanwhile lie here in bed,
the sheep escaping from our head

why've you got it so easy
you who have it so tough?
this life of leisure brings me no pleasure
and i think i've had enough

he grieves easy, he who grieves
with a dusty sigh and a rolled-up sleeve
folds his brow and slowly breathes in
the scent of hay and fallen leaves

he breaks slowly, he who breaks
from broken bones and organ aches
we break quickly, we who break
from broken hearts and pale mistakes

why've you got it so easy
you who have it so tough?
this life of leisure brings me no pleasure
and i think i've had enough
i think i've had enough
oh, i think i've had enough.