And when it happens it’s like    honey and pain    horns in the rain    misty seas and mysteries    a dog with no name    it’s that time again    not sure if I’m sleeping    but the vision’s as clear    as fog on the pier    someone fishing aimlessly    a thought’s an idea    a sound is an ear    and gods with none believing    being chased by the lamb    a knife in its hand    looked down from that mountain    saw the moon get a tan    on the beach with no sand    something came and something ran    to make up my mind    is it bleak or it fine?    She looked a little doubtful    smirked and said it’s divine    to light with no lime    sometimes       Oh it’s too late I can’t stop    moving my mouth    I’ll shush but I’ll shout    something’s got a hold of me    those words coming out    like froth on a stout    dreamboat’s sailing into    stormy weather I see    salty debris    cows and tigers jumping at some    mad dignity    but passionately we’ll be    oh finding    ways without words    to sing and to purr    loving without declarations    stuttered and slurred    elephants blurred    nerves resisting urges serve    to speak with no sight    a bat taking flight    only to find tooth marks    in that sex dynamite    my girl’s got a bite    that’s right