Do you hear those cars
On golden street, loud
Take the sounds out of hounds
Who dream of such speed
Walk the streams and swim
Growl in cold mountains
Leer at fountains
Because they are scared of water
Intrepid like midnight dreams
Howling like a wolf's bane
Purring like a night cat's fear
Pulsate like the trees in the windy weather
Or a blind man's cane that occludes