WHEN THE SKY IS
A BRIGHT
CANARY YELLOW
I FORGET EVERY CLOUD
I'VE EVER SEEN
SO THEY CALL ME
A COCKEYED OPTIMIST
IMMATURE AND
INCURABLY GREEN
I HAVE HEARD PEOPLE
RANT AND RAVE
AND BELLOW
THAT WE'RE DONE AND
WE MIGHT AS WELL
BE DEAD
BUT I'M ONLY
A COCKEYED OPTIMIST
AND I CAN'T GET IT
INTO MY HEAD
I HEAR THE HUMAN RACE
IS FALLING ON ITS FACE
AND HASN'T VERY FAR
TO GO
BUT EVERY
WHIPPOORWILL
IS SELLING ME A BILL
AND TELLING ME
IT JUST AIN'T SO
I COULD SAY LIFE IS JUST
A BOWL OF JELL-O
AND APPEAR MORE
INTELLIGENT AND SMART
BUT I'M STUCK
LIKE A DOPE
WITH A THING
CALLED HOPE
AND I CAN'T
GET IT OUT OF MY HEART
NOT THIS HEART