Nineteen – All Alone, All Alone, All Alone.

Copyright Ortyx Press, 197–

 

All alone, all alone, all alone.

Blood on the road,

And a white heron flying.

Blood on the road,

And a grey mist rising.

All alone,

All alone,

All alone.

 

Angels running, riding free.

Blood in the eyes.

And a grey goose winging.

Blood in the eyes,

And a red sun rising.

All alone,

All alone,

All alone.

 

I’m going to run and ride and die.

Blood in my brain.

And a black eagle stooping,

Blood in my brain,

And a dark river rising.

All alone,

All alone,

All alone.

 

Not alone, not alone, not alone,

Blood in my mind.

And a white hawk rising

Blood in my mind

And a free road waiting.

Not alone.

Not alone.

Not alone.