I do not want to lead
I do not want to follow
I just want to get on
with all I have to swallow
I do not want to change the ways
of friend or foe or stranger
anyone who looks for me
am I not his neighbour?
I do not want to force my ways
surely I should lend an ear
for conversation open heart
some spring as very near
Cuz Evan is a poet
he blazes his own trail
observer of the smallest thing
a rock when engines fail
Pat Mac is a master
of calling spades as spades
to him I am indebted
to call my trade my trade
Gráinne’s solid diamond
when on unsolid ground
she’s given me the confidence
to stand up straight and proud
Dano is a legend
and not just in his jocks
when you are down and lonely
he’s first to leave the blocks
and my, my dearest Eadaoin
the first among all equals
with her my neighbour starts
without her there’s no sequels
and there are others too
too numerous to mention
but to the folk I’ve quarrelled with
I send my best intentions
I find some peace in copping
that most stuff doesn’t matter
I have no wish to climb a hill
and find my dream was tattered
I don’t want to be better
it’s really rather tiring
I do wish to be closer
to tuning to the wiring
of you and me and all the rest
of ticking to some joy
I do not want to force it
that’s what I did as boy