Let me teach you about
Heartache and the loss of God
That is, the loss of
a presence - all-fulfilling,
...
Have a drink, my friend,
have a drink before you pass.
For you will, you will pass away
and I on the corner shall see you.
...
How is it there?
Did it rain?
Are the women good to you?
Are the men?
...
Behold the Golden Gate.
On the first hundred meters of the road that leads to it,
Seventeen foreigners stand apart and shout,
...
The Loss Of God
Let me teach you about
Heartache and the loss of God
That is, the loss of
a presence - all-fulfilling,
staid.
Preceding an unlikely joy
You will find yourself always
Wandering, wandering
from dim star to pole star
One faraway light to the next
Through a depthless silent night
And with me a- strolling
Cold, loveless gypsy light of mine!
My shores are lapped by murky panthalassas
(All land is still one continent)
Where man was never born,
He never walked
And nothing did.