Swimming Up Through Mournful Dirge,

Blue Light Haunts The Youthful Urge

To Breathe And Shine In Violent Surge

Through Five And Dime And Nothing Else -

Save The World And Save Yourself.

The Wold Is Crying...

The Tears Are Flying

Down On All That You Once Knew;

Without A Clue To Who Is Speaking...

Hide And Seeking All The Answers,

Wading Through The Field Of Dancers:

That Sheen Of Raindrops On You Glisten...

As In The Dark You Stand To Listen.