All too Many
Lyrics and music R.G.Theil (aka Lawrence Woolfe)
All too many situations
The ritual game of play to win
Too many offer hands of friendship
That never reach beneath the skin
Disappearing in time's slipstream
There isn't much we can recall
As having deep or lasting meaning
That matters all that much to us at all
All too many, much too many
All too many, all as one
All too many, much too many
Still hold their hands out for the gun
All too many expectations
All too many exercise
A predigested course of action
As a prerequisite for seeming wise
And so we journey onwards
In our never never lands
Seeing only what we wish to
Senses smothered in the sands
All too many, etc.
