Sep 13 2008
Head In The Sand
My head’s in the sand,
And my butt’s in the air,
I’m hiding from trouble,
Not saying a prayer.
I think no one sees me,
I’m far out of sight,
Now all’s back to normal,
And everything’s right.
If I can’t see hunger,
It doesn’t exist,
If nations are fighting,
I can’t see their fist.
I live in my darkness,
And all is so fine,
The world is not [...]
