Thrasher
They were hiding behind hay bales,They were plantingin the full moonThey had given all they hadfor something newBut the light of day was on them,They could see the thrashers comingAnd the watershone like diamonds in the dew.
And I was just getting up,hit the road before it's lightTrying to catch an hour on the sunWhen I sawthose thrashers rolling by,Looking more than two lanes wideI was feelin'like my day had just begun.
Where the eagle glides ascendingThere's an ancient river bendingDown the timeless gorge of changesWhere sleeplessness awaitsI searched out my companions,Who were lost in crystal canyonsWhen the aimless blade of scienceSlashed the pearly gates.
It was then I knew I'd had enough,Burned my credit card for fuelHeaded out to where the pavementturns to sandWith a one-way ticketto the land of truthAnd my suitcase in my handHow I lost my friendsI still don't understand.
They had the best selection,They were poisoned with protectionThere was nothing that they needed,Nothing left to findThey were lost in rock formationsOr became park bench mutationsOn the sidewalksand in the stationsThey were waiting, waiting.
So I got bored and left them there,They were just deadweight to meBetter down the roadwithout that loadBrings back the timewhen I was eight or nineI was watchin' my mama's T.V.,It was that greatGrand Canyon rescue episode.
Where the vulture glides descendingOn an asphalt highway bendingThru libraries and museums,galaxies and starsDown the windy halls of friendshipTo the rose clipped by the bullwhipThe motel of lost companionsWaits with heated pool and bar.
But me I'm not stopping there,Got my own row left to hoeJust another linein the field of timeWhen the thrasher comes,I'll be stuck in the sunLike the dinosaurs in shrinesBut I'll know the time has comeTo give what's mine.