Bluff Brink

Bless you cleric under your coats

With the tools of your trade

Poison bottle that you hold

The keys of time you spend in a trance

They know their lives in your hand

And you create all your disabilities

You feel good about your wasting away

And all the circles that you dance around

Your swirling, whirling, dizzy sick

And you don't care who's around

Their reality doesn't enter your thoughts

You're walking stupid and stumbling about

I've got to tell you that I really think

You're on some kind of canyon bluff brink

Why don't you jump and forget about it

But you don't have to be around

The way the day just flutters by

You're in a coma and the earth is the sky

Your left is right, and it's all mixed up

And you keep playing that game all the time

I've come around and I see you this way

I'll go away, I've just got to say

I've got my own tornado

And my own mountain

And I'll swirl in a whirl and stare from the top

The world is big and the people so small

I can't possibly care about it all