Heard it loud and long, the river's Om
So your wife gave birth to a funeral dirge
And if life seems absurd, what you need is some laughter

In a instant, reminded of a millstone house

Take the fruit from the tree, break the skin with your teeth
Someone wrote in red, "Start over"
Time marching on to a madman's drum
On a detox loft, through a Glendale Park, over sidewalk chalk
Like a meeting of chance with the train station glance
From the roof of a friend's, I watched an empire ending
Hear the chimes, did you know that the wind, when it blows
Maybe Los Angeles, somewhere no one's expecting
It is older than Rome and our joy and our sorrow
And a season to sleep and a place to get clean

Don't forget what you've learned, all you give is returned
Full of fever dreams that scare you sober into salt-less dinners
Is it bitter or sweet? All depends on your timing
So I muffled my scream on an Oxnard beach
As you woke up purged as a wailing infant
In Krug Thep, Thailand
In a seaside town when your heart gave out in a mission bed
See the new pyramids, down in old Manhattan
Many lifetimes had past