Fol-De-Rol

I am here to announce the journey
(You are here)
To call it blessed
(We are here)
We are here to return to our mother
And journey west
My mind is on the tracks, my friend
My trumpet’s blown its course
And heaven forgive, I’m headed west
It’s the way of the sun and the source
I’ve drummed from bounty’s brimming cup
I’ve supped the luck I’m due
And with timeliness and fire afoot
Go ask my marching crew
Go ask for John and ask for Krishna
Ask for all the saints
Wade me through the water, mama
Brush me with the paint
(I am here)
I am here to announce the journey
(You are here)
To call it blessed
(We are here)
We are here to return to our mother
And journey west
I’m none of all that’s made
And yet I know it as myself
For there’s a bright side of the moon
That isn’t anything of wealth
Until we know it as the sun
Upon the void that we might sense
Each time the tide begins to turn it up
To push us off the fence of cruel indifference
Apathetic in the closets of our souls
With locks to open
Molds to break
All with the key of fol-de-rol
(I am here)
I am here to announce the journey
(You are here)
To call it blessed
(We are here)
We are here to return to our mother
And journey west
I’m heading west, it’s just a song
I’m heading west, it’s only life
I’m heading west, it’s what’s not wrong
I’m heading west, it’s only right
I’m heading west, it’s just a song
I’m heading west, it’s only life
I’m heading west, it’s what’s not wrong
I’m heading west, it’s only right
(I am here)
I am here to announce the journey
(You are here)
To call it blessed
(We are here)
We are here to return to our mother
And journey west