Old rocking chair   It beckons you like a junkie's needle   Start thinking feeble   Cowardly lion   The special today is karma yoga   Glued to the sofa      Where was I when we lost power?   Where was I when lies were spoken?   Where was I when evil snuck in?   Where was I when hope was choking?      A spy in the house   Someday one of the kids may catch us cussing   Then turn us in   Family ties   They used to be colors in a rainbow   Now we fly solo      Give me back the passion flower   Give me back the nonconsumer   Give me back my lack of reason   Give me back my sense of humor      Blow like cyclone my second wind   Blow like typhoon my second wind   Blow like tempest my second wind      Blind by design   I've gotten the hang of not resisting   Who cares who's listening   Popular press   And we've got the video and the movies   Let's feed the zombies      Now that I know what to fight for   Now that I need more adventure   Now that I have thoughtful patience   Now that I can see the future      Put your hours in and take your pay   Like there wasn't any other way   Then I heard a voice inside me say   It was twenty years ago today   When did I get so tired?   Did I wake up half-sleeping?   I can't life slip away   To a world with no meaning