I want to jump from aeroplanes,
nuzzle close in tigers' manes,
leap in front of speeding trains.
I want the life of danger, plain.
The day-by-day routine is bland,
sucks at me like sinking-sand,
takes from me and bites my hand.
I want the life that I can't stand.
I'll sleep the sleep of the unbroken,
happier when all thoughts are spoken,
no secrets left to still betoken.
I want the life of life-forsaken.
But I'm happier when things are boring,
when I've spent 8 hours snoring,
all excitement safely ignoring.
I need the life with deeper moorings.
The promise is of patience' virtue,
trusting steadfast love won't hurt you,
holding tight and faithfully through,
this chosen life of life-brand-new.
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