Heard it loud and long, the river's Om
Many lifetimes had past
So your wife gave birth to a funeral dirge
Don't forget what you've learned, all you give is returned
Take the fruit from the tree, break the skin with your teeth
As you woke up purged as a wailing infant
Full of fever dreams that scare you sober into salt-less dinners
So I muffled my scream on an Oxnard beach
And a season to sleep and a place to get clean
Time marching on to a madman's drum
On a detox loft, through a Glendale Park, over sidewalk chalk
Is it bitter or sweet? All depends on your timing
Like a meeting of chance with the train station glance
Someone wrote in red, "Start over"
Hear the chimes, did you know that the wind, when it blows
See the new pyramids, down in old Manhattan
Maybe Los Angeles, somewhere no one's expecting
And if life seems absurd, what you need is some laughter
From the roof of a friend's, I watched an empire ending
In Krug Thep, Thailand
In a instant, reminded of a millstone house
In a seaside town when your heart gave out in a mission bed