Ah Rose, Ces't la Vie
by Phil Ogison
 

Rrose Selavy
 

Ah, Rose, cíest la vie!
Things are not all they appear to be
Your mackerels are shining
Your birdís nests are flying
To be free
 
Ah, Rose, cíest la vie!
Your tears are the star nests of cosmic seas
The laughter of lobsters
Escaping the lobsterpots
No one hears

Everyone hides
From death on all sides
To think of it drives them insane
Itís just how it is

Ah, Rose, cíest la vie!
We draw out our senses for all to see,
Divining and striving
Patching and darning
Our meagre dreams