The Dutch talked of Antilles As if it was Atlantis Lonely and constant Have you had your fill of this? Sing the Northwest Passage The tide-pools and the tundra Feel your way through the darkness Take wing, take cover The Cape of Good Hope To the point of no return River-blind and sunburned Dream all night of beauty Never wake up beauti- Full up on all-night diner food Just keeping cool Stalk these streets Shimmering and bloodless and happy Call cops cowboys and cowboys cops Take capsules of jungle weeds Processed for purity The tide approaches and the tide recedes Bake the coral and drown the weeds Hide the bodies and count your beads Drop the anchor, chart your deeds I will follow wherever you go Diamond lanes and levee roads Past the green-dot sunset On the Berlin-to-Baghdad railroad The cuckoo is a pretty bird Warbles as she flies Bar your windows to her Hide your eyes Let nothing come between you Hold her in your sights Keep a close watch Don't turn out the lights The fishing bird makes a dome with his wings Shelter from the sun for the shiny things Who take his good graces Then are speared where they sit Sic semper fidelis The buffalo herd make a run for the hills Fresh kills, common law Nature red in tooth and claw Thus spake the faithless Faded foam filling that was gnawed by the crow Bluebells bloom in the barn below Drain the egg, drop the shells in the snow Some stories are endless I will follow wherever you go Diamond lanes and levee roads Past the green-dot sunset On the Berlin-to-Baghdad railroad