Johnny Two Worlds

He was never the same

When he came back

Those eyes

Had seen too much

Those ears

Had heard too much

–

He often joked

About the crack

In him

–

Quiet as a mouse

He scurries down the corridors

Polite and friendly to all

Johnny is warm

And he laughs a lot

–

On the turn of a penny

He is at the front again

Running down the chattering nests

Of Kalashnikov rain

–

All battle plans

And lights, camera, action

–

And then he is far away

Lost in the tranquil dreams

Of another land

Of rustic charm and mystic dew

–

Of soft and yielding maids

And battleaxe dragons

–

When he isn’t looking

The passion plays

And he speaks in ways

That no-one forgets

–

Yet each time he does this

They all know

And look again

And then pretend

They haven’t heard

–

For somehow it is impolite

To stray from the weather

–

Johnny knows that

People seek him

So he hides

–

He told me it was gravity

And it was better to hide

Than to say no

–

Because he rarely takes

People are somehow

Ill at ease

–

They want him to give

Yet know there is no balance

–

Johnny said it was the crack

That made him a little mad

And that, lights were best

Kept

Under the carpet

–

Johnny two worlds

Is a practical man

He gets stuff done

–

Johnny two worlds

Is as reliable as bread

–

Yet

Let

Him

Dream

–

And Johnny two worlds

Walks the thunder

And the wonder

Of

Infinity

–

He was never the same

When he came back

Those eyes

Had seen too much

Those ears

Had heard too much