Blue Sky

 Blue sky reigns over the world,

crystal clarity of things as they are.

It's a simple observation.

Why complicate what's in front of you?

Yes we do, oh yes we do.

All the songs were sung about it,

don't you see?

Nothing's new, nothing's new.

It's always the same old whatever 

you get up to.

You're welcome, don't mention it.

My public service is beating the obvious 

into the ground.

Warhol's Campbell soup can,

American Gothic,

Dali's melting watches

same as this man walking in front of me.

Life is art,

if you see it that way.

My life is a fart in a windstorm,

it's my heart on my sleeve.

It's obvious to everyone.

It's why I'm ignored

like history.