Ginsberg told us about the best minds of his generation starving hysterical
Rimbaud told us about his season in hell
I wish I could have known this better
When I was younger as well.

The clock is ticking all the time
While I'm still struggling to find the perfect rhyme.

For every age there is a challenge
For every life there is a purpose.

Wasn't this what they were trying to tell us
Through all those pages of the bible
And of every book ever written?

Lightening
All the heavy world
Is frightening
I'm like a child in the sand
On the beach of the land of you
And I'm blue.