warm smell of colitas, rising up thru the air...

a dreamer of pictures, i run in the night

In the delta sun, down in Arkansas It’s the great god bird with it’s alter call And the sewing machine, the industrial god On the great bayou were they saw it fall It’s the great god bird down in Arkansas And the hunters beware, or the fishers fall And paradise might close from its safe flight flawed It’s the great god bird through it all And the watchers beware, lest they see it fall And paradise might laugh when at last it falls And the sewing machine, the industrial god It’s the great god bird with it’s alter call Yes, it’s the great god bird with it’s alter call Yes, it’s the great god bird through it all.