
History hurts and hunger haunts
Crazy is the right response
To bombs and guns and poverty
And men who trade in misery
Crazy has its price to pay
And it don't push the pain away
Photographs are flat and wrong
Profiles sing an empty song
Crazy has its price to pay
And it don't push the pain away
Wind and raindrops sun and snow
Watch the weather come and go
Fiddledum and fiddledee
I like the way you look at me
by Richard W. Bray