The lizards run
Across the wall
Having fun
In the morning sun
In the softened light
Their torrid flight
Blessed blessed
The torrid flight
The hearts of might
The hearts of right
In the scorching light
The endless spright…
……………...
Flying thick and fast
Hours of the past
Not mine, not mine
No point to pine
No point to pine
Hours flying
Thick and fast
The die is cast
Catching rust
Was that my past?
……………...
Big little pills
Big little pills
Go pop down the throat
Cure itch in the bones
Cure hitch in the souls
Big little pills
Mama’s secret
To zeal
Big little pills
They never never kill.
