you hung there
silent.
your pain no more,
&
you found a place
to rest your spirit
in the sun.
Again
I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
But I am still around..I’ll always be around..and around and around and
around and around
it’s okay to tell your friends you love them
I like whispers in the sea.
beyond where a man can be
free.
Traveling quite far
staring up
at the stars.
all around is anger,
still this emptiness persists.
perhaps this is as good as it gets
oh my my my
it’s a beautiful world.
I like swimming in the sea.
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
I fly a starship across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I’ll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I’ll be back again, and again and again and again and again..
whoa there!
slow down
buck-a-r-oo.
a really big fucking chimney
chimney,
a really big fucking chimney.
i will
hold your hand
as we step into
the great
wide open.
&
i will
hold you
as the field sings
us to sleep.
