I had known this state once
before,
there were some
things that remained
unchanged,
other things never stayed the same,
just went round and round in a
ceaseless,
untiring moment.

Watching fog slip its fingers
round each tree, and strangle
the sight and visions we would see,

Watched fog of mind encumber us with
fog so unrefined,
We left it here.

I saw the things he said but they meant nothing now.

And so and so it goes, but there’s nothing
that I know
can keep me here in this untirng stance,

I must go on to dance and to take this world by chance,
I must go on and on and on and on and on.