bring and buy wherever the eyes lead you
and
in Peking they're leaking ingenious devices.

I follow the old road, the silk road and eat mandarins for dessert,
there are no ships in the desert only an ocean of sand,
the land appears barren, but it's only a mirage,
a collage of life exists here.

Anyway
I really did like Cathay

Now I am flotsam
floating off Haiphong
so long
'me old China'