magic and moves

I might’ve been tryin to make a light, somewhere…I was feelin pretty dizzy cause I didn’t notice any sidewalk or road or signs- so god awful early in the morning it was, goin for a long walk, shoulda gone slower, driven onto the shoulder, the taxi cabs are taking over this town, no room for quotations, odds openly against us, street scattered with paisley neckties, swamped sewers, runaway business men- - - didn’t stand a chance! everyone noticed it too because later I could only lay there smiling smashed up there on the ground, slowly shaking my head, body numb and humming, mind having instantly finished deciding I just couldn't go on anymore…

so all there remains is to sit here on this curb wherever it is and wonder, all the while going straight ahead, knowing it’s magic and moves that fuel the ride…