I've never known a dead man who now he knows he's changed
I've never sat to break bread and break my foe's refrain.

Sorry, but I've misread. Please turn the page back again.
Stop before it's widespread. It's running through the portal vein.
Fighting back, I'd see red. No attack, but coup de main.

Here's the path I've retread. But you can go ahead in vain.
Trying not to reach it. Arms spread out, feet aflame.
Sacrifice the goat's head to find that lovely golden chain.


Mumbling at your debut. Grit your teeth. Drink cologne.
Troubling, you can't undue. Doing what you don't condone.

Buffet, can't just cut through. Sent your sister out on loan.
Summon muddled good threads. Piper plays a brand new song.
Summit's past the wood grain. Walk there even though you're wrong.

Covet to the next man's. Kiss their ears. Hark the tone.
Double back the godsend. And eatin what you just disowned.
Grumblin through the weekend and pickin up the salty bones


The branch is in my brain and there's nothing left of me.
There isn't too much changed. But now it's all a feat.

Could you spare some, please? My head is all but free.
Sane but all deranged, turn around and flee.
Arranged to see an intern not knowing she's a queen.

She sends for me a carriage. Billows spouting steam.
Kicks me for my old age. Takes me to my sleep.
Buried under sage. Takes the second left to breathe.

Digs my empty grave. She bellows out a weep.
Ghost is in the cage trying not to scream.
Breaks the cracking stave. Crashes to a key.

Ghost is in a cave walking to a beam.
Leading out to no man's land where water breaks the seam.
Ghost is stuck in waves gaining back upstream.

Looks as if he's saved by a lingered wrinkled team.
Teeming crystals aid in his take in the new regime.
Is it all charade? Is he just feigning everything?

Will they be dismayed or has it all just been a dream?
Will they find escape? The exits burn. It's all the theme.
How does this relate? The queen, the heron, the long supreme.


Grumblin through the weekend and pickin up the salty bones
Stumblin through the tree blend and pickin up the faulty foam

Fumblin; deja vu, man. I've seen you kickin other stones.
Bumblin, watch your step and now you're in the frigid zone.
Smugglin, what's your game plan? I'll help you with it. "No you won't."

Tunnelin, why not dive in? I'm wishin that you'd watch your throne.
Puzzlin, can't you see it? I'm really hopin that you won't.
Rustlin, write your obit. I'll bet it says that you're alone.

Rattlin, put some salt in...