On The West Cork Hack - Dr. Strangely Strange

Sucking and blowing

Winter wind and snowing

The ghastly film, the frozen buds

I grasped a straw and stoned a grove

My pipe was truly burning

It’s easy, it’s easy, it’s easy to forecast

It’s easy, it’s easy, it’s easy to visualize

But when you have to live it

Waiting and wailing

Cracked up and failing

The stubborn tiles

Crack a laugh

The copper rock

The purple mill

Blind the tame and deafen unwary

You wouldn’t think a sergeant could boast at the adrenaline

You wouldn’t live to see the day where license is for breathing

I’ll race you to the angels

Riding on a paperback

To goodtime music

For jungle birds who carry slimes

And slip between the yellow stones

Of starlight rhythm

Love was just a bitter nail littering the sea floor

You knew you’d hit the paper cracks

You’ve seen me on the metro

In a waking dream x 4