Simple Pleasures

Moving like a stratus cloud

Full of life and corner drugstore wine

I'll write my name on a highway post

And kick the cans that progress left behind

Feeling like a cowboy with sundown on my trail

Waiting for tomorrow's fairy tale

That's when the simple pleasures start moving quietly

Relaxing all the hangups that have control of me

Forgetting my confusion, I love the shape I'm in

And I hope those simple pleasures will quickly come again

My freelance style of living

Cuts a detour around the very, very staunch

They all applaud the journey's end

But few are even there to see the launch

Stealing from the cupboard of ulcer pills and booze

I ride through repetition I can't use

That's when the simple pleasures start moving quietly

Relaxing all the hangups that have control of me

Forgetting my confusion, I love the shape I'm in

And I hope those simple pleasures will quickly come again

My happiness seems nothing

To a well-established formal passerby

His artificial body

Keeps reminding him to give it one more try

The world is setting records while others frail, too slow

But simple pleasures govern where I go

That's when the simple pleasures start moving quietly

Relaxing all the hangups that have control of me

Forgetting my confusion, I love the shape I'm in

And I hope those simple pleasures will quickly come again