Hey now, little speedyhead,

The read on the speedmeter says

You have to go to task in the city

Where people drown and people serve.

Don't be shy. Your just deserve

Is only just light years to go.



Me, my thoughts are flower strewn

Ocean storm, bayberry moon.

I have got to leave to find my way.

Watch the road and memorize

This life that pass before my eyes.

Nothing is going my way.



The ocean is the river's goal,

A need to leave the water knows

We're closer now than light years to go.



I have got to find the river,

Bergamot and vetiver

Run through my head and fall away.

Leave the road and memorize

This life that pass before my eyes.

Nothing is going my way.



There's no one left to take the lead,

But I tell you and you can see

We're closer now than light years to go.

Pick up here and chase the ride.

The river empties to the tide.

Fall into the ocean.



The river to the ocean goes,

A fortune for the undertow.

None of this is going my way.

There is nothing left to throw

Of Ginger, lemon, indigo,

Coriander stem and rose of hay.

Strength and courage overrides

The privileged and weary eyes

River poet search naivete.

Pick up here and chase the ride.

The river empties to the tide.

All of this is coming your way