101 to Karma Town

Sometimes you just can't quiet the muse. You just have to let her sing. Especially if she's riding the full moon at 3 am


On the mystery train of time there is no turning back
The 101 to Karma town runs forward on the track

Pay the fare in attention to punch the ticket well
In each breath forever lives pull the whistle ring the bell

When Faeries dance and drunken frogs do sing
Drink deep the laughter tis better for remembering

Don't clutch too tight or curse the brakes in station
For the 101 to karma town may never reach a destination.




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