Ginsberg - Mossy

The moon hangs low tonight

She casts a guiding light

The river holds a careful pace

Our paddles row in time

To form a perfect rhyme

I draw from you your wildest dreams

Yeah, we got it right in the pocket

No one is around to hear if you wanna

Scream something obscene

Something so real

But it can’t keep it baby

Shooting stars tonight

And carving with my knife

A map of where I’d rather be

The camera in my mind’s eye

Battery charged, lens primed

To capture all our silences

Yeah, we got it right in the pocket

No one is around to hear if you wanna

Scream something obscene

Something so real

But it can’t keep it baby

Oh oh oh oh

Your candor is heaven-sent

A gift from Ginsberg strapped in chains

An open door, arms extend

Forever falling, baby steps

Dum-da-dum-da-da

Oh oh oh ah ah

Dum-da-dum-da-da

Oh oh oh ah ah

Dum-da-dum-da-da

Oh oh oh ah ah