Unsolved Mysteries

Oh look at me

That sweet boy's plea

His mother cried

"My child's tied his laces"

Why must we move on

From such happy lawns

Into nostalgia's palm

And feed on the traces



We all hop to the dance

Or embarrass the parents

Who should have knees

That go to sleep (?)



That blood in the dark

Will attract the sharks

Who are not violent

We all have hungry bellies



But I feel like I've got to duck

When you look at me with your brown eyes

When you look at me with your blue eyes

And you look at me with the inner eye



And all was tame

And all was daggers anyway

Stop crying like a child



And all was green

And all was aging anyway

Stop growing in the wild



But I feel like I've got to duck

When you look at me with your green eyes

When you look at me with your black eyes

And you look at me with your dead eyes



And I can understand

When holding her hand

So womanly

I have to go and kiss her



And what a surprise

To look in those eyes

And find suddenly

He is Jack the Ripper

Too suddenly, he was Jack the Ripper



Stop crying like a child

She stopped crying like a child

Jack the Ripper