Two Scenes - Intellectual

[Charlene Kaye]

All the little pretty girls start out looking like each other

Trying to find peace of mind, now you think you need a lover

No time, you'll find, never worry about each other

In a minute, in a minute, wanna be somebody's mother

Oh, no

All these little pretty boys with their toys blowing bubbles

Find a girl you can twirl and never minding any troubles

In a while, with a smile, it will all turn into rubble

In a minute, in a minute, you can give without a struggle

Oh, no

Try to remember sometimes

That you're skin and bone

Make it harder on ourselves

Than it needs to be

And I can't remember the last time

That changed anything

It's always been life or death to me

That's how it needs to be

It's overwhelming sometimes

When you're all alone

And you can't tell if you're floating or falling out of place

Like the astronaut calls a little dot a home

Like he can tell from outer space

Try to remember sometimes this is how it all proceeds

(And all these girls look like each other)

And as you go, you see it differently than you used to see

(It starts by being someone's lover)

And all you can do is try to reconcile the things you know you feel

(No longer astronauts, philosophers, or movie stars)

With all the things you know you need

(They all will end up being someone's mother, oh, no)

Do well to remember sometimes that you're skin and bone

(And all these boys they're blowing bubbles)

Make it harder on ourselves than it needs to be

(They want a girl to give them trouble)

And I can't remember the last time that it changed anything at all

(And all their dreams of flying out to space will blow away)

It's always been life or death to me, that's how it ought to be

(Just smile and watch it go to rubble, oh, no)

And all these girls, they will be mothers

It starts by being someone's lover