All these pivotal obvious profits
They are the change and the change in your pockets
Livin’, always livin’ for the moment
You lose control, but you go with it
Stoned on a stone on the Truckee River
Of the things–
I’m so out of–
sh**,
Now I’m stoned, I can’t remember the words
So lost in thought
Of the things I remember
One of them’s your pretty face
Another’s some things it would say