Thanks for all the thoughts   Came rolling in on feathered drums    I've been in jail before    Been let out too    Oh I am sure of where I am    Clouds came floating by    Have to hide something away    It's what I've done    Print (?) you this, what comes I feel    Oh universe, oh beyond everything to never end    Oh back, oh wheel and tumble    Morning sights and streets of wheat    Oh fanciful and teeming waves    Oh universe and all the days