Being Boring

<br>I came across some casual photos <br>An invitation to teenage parties <br>Dress in white one said with quotations <br>From some- one`s wife a famous writer <br>In my nineteen twenties <br>When you`re young you find inspiration <br>From anyone who`s ever gone <br>And opened up a closing door <br>He said we were never being bored <br>Cause we were never being boring <br>We had too much time to find <br>For ourselves We were never being boring <br>We dressed and fought till thoughts made amends <br>We were never holding back <br>Or worried that time would come to an end <br>We were always hoping that looking back <br>You could always rely on a friend <br>When I left I went to the station <br>With a haversack and some <br>Trepidation someone said if your <br>Not careful you`ll have nothing left <br>And nothing to care for in my Nineteen seventies <br>But I sat back and looking forward <br>My shoes were high I had spores <br>I bolted through a closing door <br>I would never find myself being bored <br>Now I sit in different faces <br>In rented rooms and foreign places <br>All the people I was kissing <br>Some are here and some are missing <br>In my nineteen nineties <br>I never dreamt that I would get to be <br>The creature that I always meant to be <br>But I thought in spite of dreams <br>You`d be sitting somewhere here with me