It was the night that someday came
The moon blossomed and I did the same
Miracles in a circle bearing my name
Purple sage said go now stake your claim
And never forsake it for wealth or fame
Called forth the birth-write on my knees
A floating bright light beckoning me
Rippling in an unseen breeze
A whisper urging me to seize
The thread of the Dead with delicate ease
That snag’s quite a drag
But the balloon hasn’t popped
We weren’t brought this way just to get stopped
We didn’t fly the night sky only to be dropped
Perched on a precipice, one and all
And we didn’t come this far
Only to fall
Follow that voice and be well led
If you dare tread raging riverbeds
Let resonant words be heard and said
But don’t you trade it for an inflated head
A red mess of lentils or thin slice of bread
Heirloom treasure one can’t keep
Conferring pleasure doesn’t come cheap
You’d better be ready to dig real deep
Fail and flail and wail and weep
Measure by measure on a groundless leap
The waking dream came and went
Throughout the winters of discontent
Twisted forks mentally bent
Mixed messages hastily sent
And who knew what any of it meant
That snag’s quite a drag
But the balloon hasn’t popped
We weren’t brought this way just to get stopped
We didn’t fly the night sky only to be dropped
Perched on a precipice, one and all
And we didn’t come this far
Only to fall