It’s strange how hist’ry/
can change when your ancestors/
volunteered for it.
She reeled him in/
with her smile,/
as though made just for him:/
Beautiful, without guile.
She then (sadly) made him wait
as she nodded sleepily.
He could only anticipate
and try not to do so creepily.
Her smile and her profile
made him seek more.
He’d wait awhile;
what was he looking for?
But then she announced he could not be her mate.
His dreams she trounced: “Like Cinderella, it’s too late!”
I love to see the Temple.
I’m going back today.
I used to love to serve there,
but then I lost my way.
For the Temple is a holy place
which I will not defile.
I’m going back now I am clean.
It’s taken me awhile.
Here is the original post, with a link to the original YouTube,
http://cyranowriter.wordpress.com/2014/02/15/i-love-to-see-the-temple-part-2-revolutionary-improv-primary-song-redo/
I danced with the girl/
in yoga pants, and hoped for/
a chance to om her.
He dances.I don’t know why she/
needed to sit next to me,/
but I’m glad she did.
The roses were dead once he picked them.
The chocolate, she said, made her fat.
The kitchen wasn’t remodeled like she wanted.
And now look at where she is at.
Remember each time he surprised her
with a new dress that was colored wrong?
Or the theater tickets that were on a bad night?
Or the album that had the wrong song?
Just like that coastal vacation
when she said she’d rather stay home.
Or when he reserved a place at that nice restaurant:
He hopes that she’s happy alone.
She can gaze at her jewels: The few things he got right.
Perhaps they’ll warm her as she sleeps by herself tonight.
OR
The roses were dead once I picked them.
The chocolate, you said, made you fat.
The kitchen wasn’t remodeled like you wanted.
And now look at where you are at.
Remember each time I surprised you
with a dress that was colored wrong.
Or the theater tickets that were on a bad night.
Or the album that had the wrong song.
Just like that coastal vacation
when you said you’d rather stay home.
Or when I reserved a place at that nice restaurant:
I hope that you’re happy alone.
You can gaze at your jewels: At least I got those right.
I hope they warm you as you sleep by yourself tonight.
If you camp with me,/
then dance with he, don’t expect/
reciprocity.
OR (at 8:05)
If you camp with me,/
then dance with he, don’t expect/
to continue “we”.
When you watch a wish/
walk away, don’t even say/
“Goodbye”. Turn and leave.