Seems to be restricted
To utmost brevity
When will this unyielding night end?
My shrink says.
"Rest and pills are indicated, my frightened friend"
My soul is sinking into a cavity
My heart is dancing in negativity
Where the Hell is my levity?
When will I find my own melody?
Could I dance with the Flower Children
Dressed in cotton and muslinn gauze?
Flowing in kaleidescopic patterns
It's innocence that's all that matters,
Or is its loss?
After five years my clothes are in tatters
Lucky that I have a Palomino suede jacket
Cause in this changing world,
It seems that style is all that matters
Walked by the catwalk
The other day
Saw all the pretty girls
In black lingerie, and in
Crossing the street
In a fancy sashay
Ship to Shore communications
blink and bleep
Who's ready to jump off the Dharma Wheel
and play your hand for keeps
the apache kid