A Real Cool Hand

A world so wrong it doesn't really matter who's right

Men with no eyes see me and the dirt in the same damn light

Sometimes nothing is a real cool hand

Where do I go?

What do I mean?

Who am I low?

Bring it back down to me me me

Mary on the dash does my smiling for me

A crutch is a crutch is a crutch is a crutch but it's good enough for me

Deeper into flower

Inward, outward

Floating into future

I'm drifting on and who but thee my burden shares?

A quiet place

Til the barking of the dogs shattered through the air

Sometimes nothing is a real cool hand

I'm your man, I'm your plan

Do you understand?

Breathe me in

It begins again

Watch me spin on the wind

Deeper into flower

Inward, outward

Floating into future

Sometimes nothing is a real cool hand