Ambrosia woman
That made me feel free

Where have you been lately?
Why can't you be near me?

You listened to the drip of a tear
And the worry of every whisper

Touched the memory that wasn't mine
And tip toed naked down every river

A market burned while you picked away at the fruit
There was nothing to do but buy you the cheapest boot

Another loss for the kind of man
I thought I admitted

Stones polish themselves to perfection
As I had to disappear because of detection

Tell the world where you been and see what they say
Riddle them a picture and I bet you a million they'll sit down and stay

Red jars that show brown to the eyes of children in lore
Make believe stories that can never bore

Youth was the thing we chased away
And youth will be the thing
We'll always want now
And more