A.G.E's Joint

Coral cloud in indigo sky Sun rises, birds flying high Wispy snow covering like a hood Over the cabin in the wood Cup of coffee seaming cold hands Flannel buttoned tight, hair in band Pure serenity if she would Over the cabin in the wood Winter wedding, her beau asleep Love in mind and soul grows deep New life soon, if Lord would In the cabin in the wood. Coral Cloud in indigo sky Over the cabin in the wood.

I'm an old man Yelling at clouds I can't be heard Over thunder's din What was Is now the opposite And I'm to believe The opposite was truth. But truth and falsehood Are man's inventions Something to explain away Something to large to understand.