it's the high time on the road again with an old river cane flute and a bell dangling i hear a bee and i write it's sound as jdzzzz~ on a common rock face midst all the intials of latter-day tourists i live here . it was a lot of little heartbreaks about losing home , and now everywhere is home and love and i play walking on in a walking on ridd'm nearby is an ancient rock altar , two snakes and circles O'm of home and ^^^ the human family sign and time the ellipse . time is like home . always going home .
