1. Cats & Dogs

From the recording One Home... One Heart

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© Craig Lincoln

Dogs will be dogs.
They have no social grace; they sniff your crotch then lick your face
A bark and wagging tail that’s dialog for a dog
A simple life of chase and fetch, what you see is what you catch
Cold nose and dirty paws

And cats will be cats
They let you stroke their fur; they curl up in your lap and purr
Sweet contentment seems like where it’s at, for a cat
Till they’ve had enough of it then they arch their backs and hiss and spit
And scratch you with their claws

Nature uses chemistry to maximize diversity
By guaranteeing opposites attract
Consequently, sad to say, when you give your heart away
It rarely gets returned to you intact

Boys will be boys
If you believe old fairy tales they’re mostly made of puppies tails
The rest that’s just bravado and noise – but those are boys
Some of whom grow up to be men who simply cannot see
The forest for the trees

And girls will be girls
Made of sugar and of spice, though some are more like fire and ice, oh
Complicated contrasts in curls -- those are girls
Elements that they’re made from can leave some women they become
Torn up by the slightest breeze

You and I thought we could fly, and gravity did not apply
To syncopated lovers such as we
The view we shared together never took in stormy weather
Never saw the hurricane at sea

Ah, love will always find a way…
At least that’s what they say…
Ah…, but what do they know, anyway?

I will be me
Take the bad and good about me, the “woulda, coulda, shoulda” about me
That great potentiality – well it’s not to be
I just go on my way, living day-to-day
A present absentee

And you will be you
All the manic madness of you, the paralyzing sadness of you
The ups and downs as manifold as waves on the sea
All the things you can’t control weigh heavy on your soul
For you, no guarantee

I keep an even keel by focusing and trying to deal
With things I can touch and feel and see
You were moved by darker forces, welling up from deeper sources
Your soul music in a minor key…

And so it goes
One fairy-tale romance that never had a snowball’s chance
Of surviving life’s realities; and off go we
To drift apart without a clue, and nothing we could say or do
Could change our histories

Tails and claws…
Nature’s laws…
Cats and Dogs
And you and me