I thought I could chase the world away

I thought I could chase the world away
With music
And I'd walk my beat
And never unplug
And get by on signals
And what I already knew

I thought I could chase the world away
With wine
And I'd drink my cup
And never come down
And get by on my good looks
And what I had already done

I thought I could chase the world away
With words
And I made a new one
And never looked outside
And get by on the royalties
And what I'd promise to do

I thought I could chase the world away
With living in it
And I would be nice
And never run away
And get by like everyone else
And with what I did with my hands

I thought I could chase the world away
With love
And I did
And the world disappeared
And we got by on heat
And what we did with our bodies

And we were alone for a time

La Humanista

P.S. My conference topics are now confined to "Development of Theatre in post-Anglo-colonial cultures" and "The lobby dilema: persuding the public away from the cinema and back into the theatre", so I would welcome a less dramatic topic... could we get away with it?