Parting with the giant of my country
And leaving with our hands together
Tied up with things I could have, something
More and least is this humble pleasure
Look the doors, Las Vegas chore turn toes
My passion at my hands South Palm Springs
Wrap up your hair, progress, diamonds, clothes
Up to the plate, twisted, knotted things
Sit down for dinner with quiet future on aim
Touch down targets sleepy dreamer citizen
It’s just the problem the wildest tame
Happiest cat in the chapel, scenic 7-Eleven
Skies wide open baby, climb with me in this new universe, smile.
