A.G.E's Joint

  Fandango ended A time deliberately lost Left behind in the march of time Where we imagined we were somewhere Paris London Aspen Sharing popcorn And other things All gone now An abandoned husk Wasted opportunity Waiting for the next generation

 Cold morning Chased the Royalty inside Guard changes For better For worse Dr. Jekyll fades Mr. Hyde rages Formal dress hiding  scars Operator Information I'd like to speak to a friend of mine Watching across time

The first hike was on the second day.  So, sue me. I tried There is only do or do not, sadly The first day I was staring at Bourbon Street. My Soul slipping on ice Same blocks I've walked down  And will again. It won't be the same, I know.  They held a prayer and a Second Line In remembrance A stitch on the soul To stop the seepage Of love For our fellow man.