A Bad Month

Strap in backseat troubadour

You will have to ride further than you like

Carry my seasick mind

You owe me that much

Some new-age conquistador

Will plant some other flag, and I don't mind

This is my sacred rite/right

I could almost see you resenting this much

But I just can't believe that the landing's that rough

Memories recede after one more bad month

Cryogenic freeze after one more bad month

Cryogenic freeze after one more bad month