Cousins The countryside was out of sight The sky was acid blue The saplings were beside themselves The storm had passed on through The trees were wearing racing silks A vibrant grass-snake green With maidens clutching violets In many shades between But somewhere in the distance I could hear the tolling bell I saw myself reflecting back Face down in the well The tolling bell reminded me Of someone I had lost I could not quite remember who Or what had been the cost Naked from the waist up Naked upside down No matter how you break your fall You sure as hell will drown The hounds from hell were howling For the many wasted years While every sin was washed away With semi-precious tears Some said it was suicide Others first degree No matter what the paradox Was somehow lost on me The courage of a patient man Is measured in his pace While some may take the higher ground Others run the race Some folks do the dandy strut And trade as ne'er do well But I have always please myself Somewhere in the distance I could hear the rebel yell I saw myself reflecting back Face down in the well