Pyramid - Intellectual

Tell me, Margaret

What is coming down this river?

You’ve been watching so much longer now than I

Do you know, Margaret

Just what will this day deliver

Does it work out tooth for tooth and eye for eye?

They started stacking up the stones

The very day that you were born

No matter how you grew

They would tower above you

You could change your name

Move all the way to sunny California

But when you start your life anew

Does that long shadow follow you?

Who was it, Margaret

That chose to resurrect you here for me

In scattered lines of poetry

This distant, wistful girl I see reflected in your eyes?

Forgive me, Margaret

All the ways I am mistaken

All the liberties I’ve taken

I’ve projected you in costumes

I don’t think were quite your size

Now here I’m climbing up these stones

A hundred years from where you were born

Looking for a song

That could take me to you

I have traced these roads, drove past your home

In Burbank, California

But you were not inside

You’ve found a better place to hide

And tell me, Margaret

When I’m gone, what will I want?--

To be left at the bottom of a garbage bin

Or dusted off and pulled up onto stage?

Will it please me when someone lights a candle and says my name?

Will I say, "Leave me in my pyramid!

Blow out the flame and close the lid!

This story’s done, why don’t we turn the page?"

To be left at the bottom of a garbage bin

"Leave me in my pyramid!"

Will it please me when someone lights a candle and says my name?

"Leave me in my pyramid!"

Will it please me when someone lights a candle and says my name?