Never?

does

the

nurturer

ever

get

nurtured

?

from the capital of "make war, not love"

It's crazy but I'm frightened by the sound of the telephone, oh yeah

I'm worried that the caller might have awful news, oh my

Who knows these days where on earth the money goes, oh yeah

No doubt we could put it to a better use, oh my

You keep insisting that nobody showed you how to keep relationships, oh yeah

Your daddy made a real good try, oh my

You said you knew all along we could work it out, oh yeah

Do you have to make a fuss everytime we fly?

...Oh, I'm looking for clues

I have to make an effort now just to be serious, oh yeah

Nobodys gonna give you the benefit of the doubt, oh my

Everytime I pick a paper up it's harder to believe the news, oh yeah

I'm gonna have to shake it up and twist and shout, oh my

You can't do nothing that you don't put your mind to, oh yeah

I suspected all along you were a dream come true, oh my

I'm never in the dark 'cause my heart keeps me well informed, oh yeah

I'm convinced that there's a way of getting through to you

Ooh, I'm looking for clues...

It's crazy but I'm frightened by the sound of relationships, oh yeah

I swear we could put it to a better use, oh my

Do hurry baby, you've forgotten how to catch a night groove, oh yeah

You told all the callers you were not amused

Ooh, I'm looking for clues...

You keep insisting that nobody showed you how to use a telephone, oh yeah

Nobody's gonna give you a second chance, oh my

I don't have to make an effort now to find out where the money goes, oh yeah

Do you have to make a fuss everytime we dance?

...Ooh, I'm looking for clues

Ooh, I'm looking for clues

Ooh, I'm looking for clues

Ooh, I'm looking for clues

absentéiste

Ahh. Repos! Pourquoi faire aujourd'hui ce que l'on peut remettre à demain? Un peu d'absentéisme... c'est toujours bon pour le moral. Relaxant.

Let go. Whatever it is, it can surely wait until tomorrow. Playing hooky... it's good for the soul. Relaxing.

my explorer

"We shall not cease from exploration; and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time."
T S Eliot ( Four Quartets)