well i ve got a lot to say in my own way it won t materialize in speech you ll only see it in the structure of skin of secondhand smoke you know that it s a joke you know that we could put you on i was destroyed by death today perhaps i ll run away there is no peace in songs they sing maybe some comfort is to come travelling i find it in a dog i find it in a drug i find it but i don t know where to put it then it s gone my transport has arrived my chariot s a waitin down yonder under the hill invisibility nonexistant