Nothing

can be imbibed without ravage

will negate the occurence

more than temporarily

there is no other story

some dream on the morrow's pay

where it disappears exactly

within a less reasonable coal

for the train of thought

the show must go on

oh boy can't you ride on the track alacka oh boy

can't you ride on

all the dams in the world break and overflow one day

there's never enough thumbs

we are fragile

gentle flow

kissed fingertips

a peace sign blown our way

use it for power

like a windmill

blows in a good steady breeze

but don't think you can disappear it

jam up your tracks with boxcars

and cement walls

another shot

to take off the edge

is only digging that hole deeper

the edge hasn't been stood on since the first jump

a wastrel costs himself and pays everyone with pain

put on a warm soft hat

step into the wind with yourself throwing welcome

and goodbye see you next time

unstuck maybe wistful

at the clinging rock's erosion

but oh then the ocean is so captivating

under a big sky sailing ship