About Time

don’t you think it’s about time

you got a little angry?

those sweet nothings you lay on

have done their dash dont you think?

don’t you think its about time

you gave up on the soft angle

about time you

had a drink?

don’t you think its about time

you packed a bit of grit into your

dulcet comebacks

they really don’t stick

the jazz in you has lost its irony

you’re smiling through the bluest tunes

you green Christmas tree you

the lights out one year to the next

don’t you think its about time

you took that dress off

and got downright

mean?

you don’t move anyone anymore

don’t know that you ever did

I imagine its always been

like this with you

before your voice cracked

I suspect you could have

got down and dirty but

you’ve cleaned up your act

don’t you think it’s about time

you got angry about it all?

© Rennie 2005