a final journey
a final journey
walking in the purple rain
master of his craft
Home
drift on the inside
drift on the inside
singing on through the changings
another day gone
inside of darkness
inside of darkness
the sound of songbirds at night
a moment between
the misted moonlight
the misted moonlight
holding close all my secrets
fading to nothing
to bathe in moonlight
to bathe in moonlight
wash clean all of my spirit
edge into the day
you know that feeling
you know that feeling
from things that touched the playa
remember that time
pink among the blue
pink among the blue
splashing along the sunrise
following a breeze
some good company
some good company
drifting in the wee hours
with a shrouded moon
once again the toil
once again the toil
this day as the one before
our erstwhile glory
staring at darkness
staring at darkness
just past the edge of fatigue
awake at midnight