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