One penny in the dirt
Buried underneath the pounding feet
Copper into gold
A fountain of grime and mold
A little girl in a short skirt
Carried above the whirlwind street
One penny for a life
Half traced in the sand
Symbols of pain and strife
Calf sacrificed for a lamb
Come again coming on and on and gone
Like the wind
Trying to save my life
Like the wind
Dying or dead inside
Carry my soul for me
Carry my cross and bury me
River crossing ferry to the eastern desert
Mountain passage through the western wastes
Lands of might and magic and rebirth
Grand delusions of the crying fates
Save us from our plight
Crashing flights and gnashing teeth
Banging gongs and singing lightly to the breeze
The ocean’s salty breath falls around me
As the clouds overtake the skies
Grey and white and great in size
Burial at sea, flaming boats float from the shore
Oh how I long for any shore
Oh how these old bones grow so sore
Welcomed into the violence
Sheltered from the deafening silence
Sculpture of soot and dew sublime
Future in the dark artist’s crime
One penny for a grain of sand
One penny left in the right hands
One penny for a life to begin
One penny buried in the dirt
Underneath the capital wasteland
Underneath the filthy earth
Beyond the grip of any man
One and one only
The sun is my god and I am its soldier
The son of man is god and he is the harbinger
Bringer of light
Giver of sight
One penny in the dirt
One penny for a life