Pitch Bent Flute

PITCH BENT FLUTE meet the wild eyed boy from free cloud he sets himself apart standing each night upon a stage with a leaking valve in his heart his hips cave in and crowd his gait as he plays for the king and queen who forgive him for the things he does because he lives out all their dreams take the wild eyed boy from free cloud he ain't heard the rumors yet spends sleepless nights on feathered flights with the words to the songs he sets as his sound fills the air the queens mascara runs into the river rhine end an era mute, a pitch bent flute realigns the free design he was blind to the sign of approaching time pick pocketing the free world when the queen fell her husband still ruled many more years and the thorn in his side struck the boys wild eye from up on free cloud see the wild eyed boy from free cloud now wanting of a wife and child he wakes up as the sun goes down and walks about half a mile when his hips cave in and crowd his gait he takes a hand sight unseen enters stage right, takes a bow then leads us on a trip downstream to where jesse james puts swine before pearls to settle family feuds all involved are forced to crawl naked through the streets at noon we were blind to the signs of approaching time pick pocketing the free world the thorn in our sides struck the boys wild eye never will we know how that his songs live still was the queens last will up on free cloud as the a.m. grey hours roll like a bear or a slug down your spine i'm the prey me and the wild eyed boy