said the man I have befriended the hour glass

they're too busy sitting on the floor staring at their feet

why does the cold refuse to chill you, the frenzied frost must choose to thrill you

you say that we've seen better days in the land where god was praised

oh teach them to behave,feathered ballerinas on the waves dancing half crazed

then for the last time will we walk the winding coast roads back to town to say good-bye

seems I don't even know your name but you came here just the same and I am not to blame for what is real

and if a man leaves nothing else behind he can say I handed down my kind

the wind came up from the east, the mainsail set with the breath of the beast

Kirby Smith and Jones