How Have You Been?

Little patience on the banks of brass

Drunken pirate dolphin myths

I heard someone say 'No this isn't it'

But I will love you again 

The world leans to one side

The thief is on the hwy driving alone 

Golden trophies fall off stools

No heroin men to catch them

I hear laughter and a spanish guitar

I hear of Spain and i hear of Hadrian

But the control of accent applauds the commercial

No trial and no judge

Just the blind jury who holds no scale

And alone on his bed, naked against his wool

There is a man with the softest of thighs

No shackle, not looking for danger nor adventure

But if you ask he will tell you

Shoes should leave a trace in the dust

As words should leave a deep cut on the page

The world is yours to bruise and damage

With art, with poems, with figures curved from rock and clay

Go and find Herod's death bed

Listen for the rolling stone

You are the man who rings the bells

And the fire blazes out of control

Do you think paint can be displayed in the tower?

Are you voting for the 3rd or the 4th, the 111th?

I don't know if this is the real thing, anytime is ok

But I will love you again

I hear the seven speakers

I hear the day

I hear the light hit the northern wall

I hear the wish of the eel