White Plains

on the sunday after the mason dance

it's the one day I can remember when

I felt so pure and really at peace with myself

I was in love, the sun sang down victorious

but the truth is I have no faith in happiness

it turns to fear, draws the devils near

so I jumped the fence

and went out west

abilene

got a sales job as a pharmaceutical rep

lived out of hotels, rental cars and a stowable bag

I drove all day - from hospital pacing and clinic sweats

I drove all night - I couldn't ever sleep now anyway

I tried, but the old devils, they found me in my room

I hid under the covers and cried out as they tore off my sheets

so I went east

vietnam

I'm long gone

I'm up the river

way past mekong

but the old devils, they found me in my hut

they poured through the windows, they cornered me

and I cried out, to no one: "I give up."