Woke up feeling drunk
bouncing around
thinking Kerplunk,
it's a game,

but I never touched a drop
work wouldn't stop
so
I had to keep going
knowing that eventually
the chefs would see sense
and be still and
we all could leave.

jeez us and please let us rest,

Sold down the Suwannee
prepackaged if only
we'd listened
to prophets and seers
but we were deaf in
both ears and blind to the
signs that were shown

ah,
that wild blackwater
we rode it to Mexico
and
passed out on Mezcal.

We had to try
if not to live
then to die
as men.

Down in Harlem, no one dares to question
hands up? no problem,
something going on and definitely wrong
down there.

Durango!
eureka, I got it, not Fandango but Durango
and not Eureka that's East of the Pecos
or it might be one of the other three directions.

so where's Fandango then?

Perhaps some of us
should be put in cabinets
and
labelled as curios,
who knows maybe then
we'd get some attention.

Twisting round and bending in
but where or when
does the seven-coiled serpent
begin or end?

I have been constantly turning
in the winds of change
and chance,
the serpent, always with me
and
though thy rod and staff protect me
I am fighting all alone.

I found the end of the rainbow
at the start of the rainbow's end
and the end of the start is where
we take our leave and depart
only
to begin again.

It doesn't matter that the pitter-patter of rain woke me, I was awake and that's what counts, not the sheep I counted before sleep overtook me, not the dreams you starred in which I admit shook me, but I should be so lucky.

Winter,
and we're approaching
I'm sitting in coach
She,
is in first class.

The stars align
yours and mine,
and not before time
I might add.

In her eyes I see sunshine
there is warmth in her smile.