And springtime followed summer Nature's stoic reproof The hardened earth cracked hollow By eager thorny shoots There'll be no hibernation You'll spend nights right here in your tracks The churchmen are saying it wasn't their fault But they'll fix the whole thing if they're asked We were out to cause explosions, A baying, mortgaged throng Now the answers breed like wolverines And we burnt their right and wrong. Our baseless paper money Our own hearts ruled out of bounds I hit the road blaspheming Over-aged and slowing down. And springtime followed summer Some still have normality's screen There's Santa Claus, sure, and there's old folks homes, And cinammon smells from kitchens scrubbed clean. They yell 'war' to save the insurance The meek fall on top of the wild The weight will come off if you shrug hard enough You might be survived by your child She went with men for money I begged her to hold my hand We sauntered down the main street As the birds flew forth and sang We went to the four-star hotel The 22nd floor The light was dim but merry As she set to work I roared I wept with indignation for the life I'd almost had "Never mind", she said to me, "There's time still left, maybe it won't be so bad".