floating down the river i ease drop on a couple chirping charming hymns and black oaks bartering oxygen my knees grow weak doe come to feed up by the riverside and cutis anserina cooking up inside i love it here but i left it there for the fall 22 on the buffalo blue i dropped 25 on my tongue tip true and i sink into the earth i am trying to find a way to take it easy like the trees sway gently in the breeze turn on tune in drop out in the morning we woke to nimbus but needless to say it was tlalocs set sights sacrifice suffice to say im archaic in the way that i am reborn it takes a parergon to lift my raft up off this riverbed when we make it round the bend we can rest our heads beneath the sunlight curious cirrus dot the broken blue above now ponca rest me im in love im in love and the storm moves on and the fawn grows fond because the grass grows long over the sap sweet pond as a humbled pawn i sit to ponder dawn and the list goes on and the list goes 