you don't have to play the horses
life's a gamble all the same
it don't take much to make you lose sight
of the object of the game

anyone can be a soldier
it's a prevalent disease
oh God i don't know where to step now
help me find the right road please

so we wait beside the desert
nothing left to give away
naked as the Hanged Man's secrets
praying for the break of day

(feb. 9/72  Ottawa)