EARL OF ORANGE
At five in the morning I don't want
to know much. The slide-show of a
new sun coming up, and the daylight
slowly blossoms, as I realize it's only
already another six weeks before it
all starts sliding backwards again.
Boy, am I a pessimist.
All that glass half-empty or glass
half-full stuff, oh that burns me up;
wise-guys pretending it's so very
important how you answer one way
or the other : I always figure, after
thinking it through, no matter HOW
you answer, either way you look at
it that glass is twice as big as it
needs to be.