Rave in the tunnel

 There was a rave in the tunnel

They ran like Sally along the gunnel

All through the Springtime galore

And shoulder of the Funnel

Filled

But never runnel

Out of the river door

The beats were a blasting

Sound systems fasting

On the bread and water of lent

Ecstasy passed around

Like a new green crown

Of thorns since

What goes up must come down

And as they Brought him off the Cross

It was all I could do not to feel the loss

At the biting equilibrium between man and God

And animals nibbling at his toes

And Forest plants jangling bells as they grow

The rave of their lives in the vastness of space

And it was a time tunnel for those masters of grace

To age and not let raving madness take you

To Rave and not let aging sadness make you

Bitter as a bitter root, but darling in the hot pursuit

Of time and trust I feel I must, leave just a footprint

On the shore

The printemps and springtimes dance barefoot

Now in the sands

Beside the sea, that never sees but

Always understands

That magic is a mystery

And time a rolling beach

And love is a wave crashing

always just out of reach