Horns blare for the underworld caverns of the absent unknown
Twilight fixtures sprinkle their light on the face of the dead
Stones soften by water by dew by honey suckle droplets of blue
The hour has happened yet we are still here juggling through
I cannot recall the memory of a life without this wretched curse
The weight of one thousand anchors which rest at the bottom of every sea
Glazed haze I knew that I was always going to end up on this side of blue
Fast paced all a race but the winner wants nothing to do with you
Low out faded bubbling stout time stands naked in front of me
Clicking loud through the clouds God hand reaches for the blessed' ones
Head high cannot rely on love to get me any further then I've already went
Now she's here offering something queer eyes lit she smiles I'm bit
Stand-off gun show top hat know one knows how this game will end
I ask not what I can do for the book nor the work nor anyone else's nook
I should have took the job in Anarctica where the friends were always warm
Water hot with the heat of the devil's wrath He offers for you to take a bath
But the high hotness balances on a faith which I have no introduction
Makes my soul feel when it is lost that it will just enter another unnamed suction
So faith is the protector with the nectar that so many seem to think effective?
So I is left deserted in stone where a voice that says "Hello, hello"
Is not showing itself through me so how could it really be me?
Maze like tornadoes shout names of our land's ancient forefathers
Ye' breathe is not of this time and does not belong drifting around in this room
Connected through a network of dietary obsessions bent to the near insane
I listen to their voices see their eyes in contact they want nothing but the next stack
Why enter the body into a place that changes the mind to a foreign horse?
So the brain penetrates the pinnacle of a place not of your un-forgiven youth
Dear all the stall in this place is far too much for me to continue to bare
The words entranced here bargained here are like a lost litter but far bittier
She smiled with a crack like a diamond dropped from a robber's nap sack
We walked side by side like a ride that I dared never ever to get off
A laugh was all I needed and then I did believe I had enough
Alas' the tale is not mine own but some other better fellow
Stranded with a mind to a country far away and not of mine
A whistle for your thoughts dear lady the way you walked was more then divine
If your out there in the hilltops sipping honey thinking of me gimme' a sign
Cause you were the reason for treason in every war of every century
You were the soldier's last thought as the bullet loudly shot
Sweet girl with tranquil eyes and dressing in a pale light blue
Sun lit yellow flowered faker that smiles as if she is seeing her maker
Walker of a thousand roads which quake as you claim your stake
Water drifter atop clouds passing by planes seeking no fame
Take me nowhere for you in life would force me to ask you to be my wife
Ha! What an impostor of positions dressed in black and white visions
A moment here longer and I may have to the fair