Like old shoes staring at you from the new one's box There's sad sad poetry up this road of rocks Like dried up rivers down Arizona way I saw them look like memories, just like the road today I see pontoons crumbling where the coffin ships began To take on the Atlantic drift imagine if you can Airport food court perusal has been banned I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to stand Continental Impossible divide Mendalsohnnstrasse stands proudly as before I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying some more At 7000 feet I saw a stuffed Alaskan bear It's 28,000 US bucks for Texan billionaires What does it matter, servеd on platter? Old news and old 'mericana North Carolina shippеd out to China What could be finer, what could the minor chords Play behind the wars, play behind the old Irish melody? A drum beat starts in Congo Square and finds its way to me