P.M.

By Eric Smith (200)

What does P.M. stand for? I’ll give you three guesses – submit your answers to the website. One hint: it has nothing to do with a certain biological syndrome that can occur in some females.

This song has no meaning, no purpose, no rhyme

No beat, no rhythm, no context, no time

Don’t look for reason, logic, or truth

Don’t look for a subject an object or mood

I hear voices, nearly every day

I can’t be blamed for not knowing what they say

I see visions, that only other people see

If we try to talk about it, we’ll only disagree

Reality isn’t what it used to be

Truth is not always what it seems

In the halls of wisdom or on TV

A new religion is being preached

You can’t know what I’m saying, you can’t figure it out

Prisoners of language, Professors of doubt

So why am I singing? And what do you hear?

Explicit implications that we all should fear

Late the other night, I was lying awake in bed

Couldn’t get the anxious thoughts out of my head

I must have drifted off some time around two

Is there nothing to believe in? Is there nothing that’s true?

Reality isn’t what it used to be

Truth is not always what it seems

In the halls of wisdom or on TV

A new religion is being preached