Oh! It’s late again
caught the last train
woke up to the fields
to walk with my night friends
I’ll teach the moon to eclipse
the sow to lick her lips
I got nowhere to go
not even a cliché
So, sit, sit, my legs insist
park your assets
and watch out for sunrise
he’s coming for us, the lunatic
Well, lunacy passed me over and out
to sunshine growls and a dog licked foot
There are no flies
so I’m probably alive
If only I can work the key
Not to worry, never mind
I’m at doorstep home
what ever the time
There are no flies
on me