Mt. Fuji In Red

Along the path dirty downtrodden and dead The very road that we all take That nowhere leads and nowhere ends Across the stream of my emerging consciousness The very words that we all fake Seldom uttered seldom said And still we roam the turpid endless ways Wondering why we ended up out there Our minds swinging like screw threads The stakes are pretty low aren't they ? But the road is in our heads We cast a shadow of lead That nowhere leads and nowhere ends Waves finally made it home Waves usually make it home Yet I am not quite sure, 'cause I see no home; It's all been blown At full gallop In water and foam And we've seen it all Mountains and homes We've seen it all On a old film We've seen it all In our eyes iridescent clouds Drifting along our veins out loud Out loud And so deafening No word could be said No word has been said No word will be said About the mount Fuji in red