Potatoes ea ten by rats, I was as leep
Under the Bon lantern I slept a ni ght and left my hometown
For a child who's a littl e ill I bu y goldfish
A wind bl ows, a round th e hou se, no fl owers
Green paddi es, coming back through th em , spi ed on from a
window
The mount a in receivin g th e sea's sun set has nothing
to
hide
Houses are crowdin g th e town , a p eddl er call s
Each time I drink wa ter, I go out to pee, on the weeds
Good food in a ship, no pl ace to put it
Fireworks go up in th e sky, th a t's where the town is
I'm looking for a sin gle fl ea, midni ght
Althea fl owers ended , a wind bl ows
Ran and cau ght up, in th e wind
Shut tight, th e p aper doors full of ho les
It
was a dream toward day break wh en I drowsed
A late moon , shut out of the town
