I’m Gone There’s too much shit clogging my brain Too many dead souls passing in pain Too many things for me to try Too much passing by I’m Gone Too many hats for me to wear Too many styles of underwear Too many clocks clicking off time Too many cherries, lemons and limes. I’m Gone I’m gonna walk straight through till I’m outta this city Find me a stream running clear and pretty Sit under a tree to clear my thoughts Forget all about the material rot I’ll never miss my electric guitars I’ll play a flute under the stars I won’t need my blue suede shoes I’ve nothing but a soul to lose. I’m gone II. The Mountain The mountain never shook by the breeze The mountain rises out of the sea The mountain sparkles moon glow The mountain keeps his eyes closed I shiver in the pouring rain The mountain never feels the pain I curse the wind and spit at clouds He doesn’t bend; he never bows The mountain sits in darkness With ne’er a quiver in the night The mountain seeks no brightness Nor dark, nor dusk, nor light III. Lost in the Trees I’m lost in the trees Trying to find myself I’m lost in the trees, stripped of my pelt I lost my compass, I burned my map I buried my hatchet, I ate my hat I’m scrumbling through the bush and I’m eating bear meat I’ve walked so far there’s no skin on my feet I’m lost in the trees Crying for help I’m lost in the trees, I can’t lose myself I’m crunching acorns and drinking from flowers I’m starving to death, I won’t last an hour Buzzards circle high, so high in the sky Could be choked down and shat out in the blink of his eye IV. The Eagle Higher than the highest cloud The eagle flies round and round Golden wings diamond eye Best to freeze till eagle pass by Makes a nest in the tallest tree Rules the bounds ‘tween sun and sea No thing soars quite so high Eagle lords the land and sky V. The Snowman I climb from the Valley of No Man’s Land I seek a peak where few can stand I wanna kiss the sky wanna shake the cloud’s hand But what’s coming down the mountain? It’s a hairy hairy snowman He screams avalanche then comes rolling through Bounds across the snowfield in a leap or a few He holds my eye and then thwack (TRANSCENDENCE), I know too Like the mountain and the trees and eagle and do He’s here, he’s there. He’s gone. He’s where? Take a breath become the mist Flash of lightning, feeling of bliss Howl in the sun in that rarified air All you gotta do is be aware He’s here, he’s there. He’s gone. He’s where? All is changing, all’s unchanging