Yeah, yeah, I was at this bar
WE were talking about words
Like, what are words?
What is it that you are reading?
So weird words, just weird
Then this guy comes, buys us a beer
Buys us three!
That meant it was time for a cigarette
Threw the guy a couple ideas
Before stepping out to the shifting sands
When we came back the guy was gone
Drift moving in and then moving out
We were all drifters
Transient things moving about on a web
Throwing words at each other
Beer and beer and beer
That is when everything started to fall into place
I found GOD kneeling in some dark corner
Running a marathon for a ticket out of dullsville
He was gone by morning
Try to find him again tonight?
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