Though there's little food in Sugar Ditch the rabbit hoped to hop from me a foolish-stewing-hopeless creature, who'd let luck go where fecal creeks don't drown perfumed hope Broken down in Sugar Ditch waiting for a scholarship I was wheeling like lightning struck me down The documentary camera came just before a thunder wash, saw the open sewer that's home to family shame I pulled out my crying rag time moaning sack of clothes and the man heard me sing while driving lightning roads Honking horns daring me to dream away from poverty, I bent my trumpets to heaven's ears But no one told me evil flies to me every place I go, and King Sorrow would reign over sovereign hopes I reached the skyscrapers a tourist of bad timing had to be the highest place to see heaven aside from you After lightning struck this New York I was lying under debris, my quilted sorrow bristling with cast off bricks Mortar thoughts around me being so damn mortal, I could be thundered away to the heavenly scene But a steam pipe was hissing while lifted stones flew away like missles whistling choruses of dusty blues Jaws of life jacking time they slid my body out in time let the building collapse on through Thought I heard, old Joplin singin' more on Earth will be slapping you if you dodge more bullets from another fool And when I sang right out across the clapping crowds, my best laid blues went right to you, New York girl in a rabbit hat Oh magical girl, my new love, you kissed the breeze made illusions fondle my wishes Now I dream of you deeply: my salvation laughing everywhere To whinny, my dream horse gallops, your giggling jiggling in my cortex, cerebral fondness hunting for you in pulsing fibers embedded in desire throbbing in crevices of nerve-cell books, passions hiding in no man's nook. You journey through my mind, scampering mind dancer, doing wild animal tangos. I embrace your beauty in the hunt to capture your essence; my dogs sense your scent, a presence so foxy, they transcend all knowing rockin' and rollin' in serotonin. I have traveled into you-- touch me there where thoughts are real and lightning tingles fine: hats off to everlasting good times When I awake to you I am in heaven
