throttling hurtling just going going and hurting knowing that it s gone and it s going and not knowing where in the ground or in the air up the golden stair it s going i stopped by the lake of the strangled crane it was the color of copper i saw the crane operator i heard the operator s father say it looks like rain and i had the operation because he said he was a doctor and i was in pain freedom or whatever whatever you call it it s a stairway or a slow ride it s rhiannon or landslide i hear the bartender died of a broken heart and a shattered pelvis he was buried in kansas it was part of a promotion they were trying to undermine the confidence of the consumer i saw a beautiful drummer in the web of a spider and i wanted to save him i saw a little boy in serious danger of growing older and he was trapped sitting shotgun in a cutlass cruiser when i m on the street something s singing in my ear and i hear a little voice all thumpthumpthumpthump thumping in my chest and i feel the hummingbird fast heart in there whirring like mad got a spiriting feeling swimming around my head and i haven t even had any cocaine yet and i don t even want any though i bet it s like some kind of sentence that passes between us that someone else said i last saw you frankie walking through that new hampshire dew and when you shot five thousand feet up into the grey sky what could i do now i bet you re in space write me or whatever i feel so far away like i m an old typewriter out on the showroom floor like i m the last starfighter and they forgot the war and they burned my trailer and they re on my tail and i m out on tour and i want frankie i want frankie i want frankie i want frankie i want frankie i want frankie i want frankie oh man all right