only heard a few stories

really only seen a few works

tractor paints on plywood

covered with verse



you see so much

see not much at all

but we're treading down serpents

and we're breaking the fall



if a picture's worth a thousand words

what i've seen is what i've heard

the image writhes flickers on the screen

distance grows wide between the glory and the dream



you may be out there on the river

with your bridges all burned

cannot swim a stroke

'cause you never learn never learn



sure some wear it like a badge

or a noose around their neck

but call me home early Lord

i swear there's nothing to protect