Coda

Passing by the lake

One would see him wildly

Waving arms:

Or with a vacant stare

Sitting on his haunches--

What a sight...

What a sight...

What a sight...



He's such a grim grotesque

Dancing...

Dancing there in the moonlight

Or in turn crying out his eyes



He speaks to the water...



Another poor damned soul

Or is it

Who loved the hill and the cloud

As he tried to capture a moon in his trembling embrace



He talks to the water...



Ripe is the time. I immerse

Adam's ale or devil's brew

As the water breaks

Taking me back inside



Brought up to code

I'll be cleansed

Of the filth that I've become

As the waters break

Taking me back inside



Going under...



"Fu I loved the high cloud and the hill

Alas, he died of alcohol

And Li Po also died drunk

He tried to embrace a moon

In the Yellow River."



Ripe is the time. I immerse--

Adam's ale or devil's brew

As the water breaks

Taking me back inside



Brought up to code

I'll be cleansed

Of the filth that I've become

As the waters break

Taking me back inside



Going under...