Call The Guard

call the guard
i’m in the red room
watching shadows
fall on my walls
call the guard
my lover is missing
and no one’s listening
i’m alone
call the guard
i’m in the study
reading bloody books left behind
no one really commits completely
and i should know
that’s how it goes
no, i won’t go down
no, i won’t go
call the guard
i’m in the back yard
raking leaves and pulling vines
and on the roof a woman is crying
no one’s dying, i understand
call the guard
i’m in the kitchen
watching pigeons fight for food
oh my lord my smorgasbord
my ears are deaf
where’s my chord