Ear Plugs - for this place

Ear plugs 
for this place...

I thought it 
was a good idea 

coming here 

no internet at home 
thanks to you 
"giant conglomerate telecommunications 
     company" 

but really-
bringing children 
to such 
a place... 

and the lonely 
ones 
who meet here 
and yak and yak... 

and the music playing 
whether we want it or not- 
and the blenders blending

and the music 
     that they're playing 
is the old swing music 
which I just love- 
and which 
I used to dance 
with you- 
and can never do 
again 

threatening 
to "beat me up"
and you almost 
80...

Life is weird 
Probably the weirdest thing 
We'll ever live 
     through...

and so now I have promised 
never, ever, to dance another 
dance 
with you 

no one knows what a sacrifice 
     this is 
Like giving up a bit of heaven 
-so hard to find 
      upon this earth-

What were you thinking?
A little bit of jealousy 
Has you 
     coming all 
unglued?

Now we both
have to suffer 
Just because 
I broke up 
with you...

OK, I admit, 
"unclear on the concept"
might describe me 
to a tea 

sometimes I feel like 
I just crash around- 
while I tell myself 
I'm doing my 
very best- 
but really 
I don't care- 

for this world 
seems so 
unreal 
when held up to 
the inner realm 
this world seems 
far too rigid 
far too solid 
far less full 
     of love 
so much less 
     made of love 

Tango dancing 
I would keep 
most of the rest of it 
can just "take a leap"

The love I feel within 
Rumi writes about 
few people 
know about
I don't know why 

I've always wondered 
     why 
Why does it all not
Just Stop...
Until we figure this 
     out 
That there is pure love 
     within 
There for all, 
     There for free, 
Endless 
     blissful
Light 
     pouring down
becoming sound 
becoming us 
who we are 
deep 
within...