Who Knows?

A monkey chant from someplace tribal

Maybe trivial, who knows, echoing in my ears

Laughter, tears, maybe another holiday

The best gifts, who knows, perhaps the ones not tied up

In ribbon, that is to say, I love you

Regrets far and few in between, who knows, perhaps I lied

To make you feel a better person, don't cry

Life's not a movie, who knows, cos I love the dance

Of madness, death, the one with twirls and little sense

Secure in swathes of colour, who knows, invading thoughts and little else

Coz life's full of malfunctioning buttons

On dresses, keyboards, and who knows, my lips too?

Cannot quite figure, where the music is from tonight

Or if there's a drunk girl, who knows, puking on shoes

Floundering in oblivion, but there's work to be done elsewhere

A glassful of water would be nice, who knows, this random stream 

Of thought might even be going someplace...

Who knows?