Jack of Diamonds

A fugitive from unreality No sign of my goddamned serenity Lost in these barren lands That have nothing I demand Had to look for something new And that day I found you LIVING IN A HOUSE OF CARDS WAITING FOR IT ALL TO FALL HOPE FOR THE BEST PLAN FOR T

Yellow bird, yellow moon You've arrived while the spring is out of tune River run, river slow From the Grand Coulee Dam to Jericho To the island where the wounded echoes go Over that horizon, past the streets of Evangeline There's a boy among the red