“happy birthday big boy!”
the A is silent…
the B is silent…
the R is silent…
simon says…
i’m hard to impress but
i’m easily turned on
i’m semi-obsessed but
my passion is all gone
and under this surface
there’s something else goin’ on
but nobody’s gotta know anything
no one’s gonna know anything
i sit here in silence
and finally foregone
i find it in violence
and sometimes i go along
compared with this silence
no matter who’s right or who’s wrong
anything’s better than wondering whether you’re foregone
(and forgotten)
(‘til you’re foregone
…and forgotten)