I jump in the river
Then complain about being wet.
Then again it’s tough to keep your house in order
When you live in an apartment.
When we were young
And wore synthetic Indian moccasins
Sometimes it only took one person
To believe in us.
I guess its like Johnny Shines said,
Two trains running side by side one took my baby I guess she’s satisfied
Like a grocery list written on the back of a postcard
Of Diego Rivera kissing Frida Kahlo in the hospital.