On the way across the narrow bridge A wind with foresight gathered The bridge's wires tightened tautly But, what is taut to a man in the loop of slack? There's not a shimmer winking nor blinking up high A cover of absolute darkness absorbed my eyes Although the water below shared with not one noise I still knew it was there, swirling and poised <faint> Behind my gait lurched torment and confusion Up ahead and undiscovered My future's forbidden Although I knocked as a guest to the door The echo fell gently as a feather to floor I begged and I screamed, "Won't you please let me in?" Because without my person present How will my next day begin? However, the host did not appear Nor, send the servant to attend My needs were not so many For the wisdom he could lend <fainting> My knuckles were shredded, and torn to the bone My fingers too shaky to grasp at the knob My blood turned grease slippery My shrieks became sobs Nevertheless, you never answered Your ghost never came The wind still holds that infant's voice To mimic all my shame <fainting naked> I leaned upon the pillar, and Samson came to mind But hair is not my strength Nor the cornmeal i'm to grind Now i know that i'm a salesman Who has never earned commission A solicitor unpaid, and left with a decision To stand here, waiting in remission Or, rather down that road For one more door i guess i'm wishing oh, my gun, i must, reload Bought that sucker through Morse code <fainting naked alot> reallity sets in i have a metallic taste in my mouth i can also vaguely hear an ice cream truck down on the other block.. i think and birds chirping? yes, birds i open my eyes half in the door half out but isn't this my house? two young latter day saints are hauling ass down the road. i must have answered the door and collapsed with my wrist rocket out again. shit the thought that i might have a brain tumor crosses my mind great naked, and bleeding from a nasty gash in my head. i yell out to the bike riding (shrieking) helmeted boys "wait! guys!, i was just kidding!" "come back!" "i'm sure we can find something else to talk about!" no reply. the ice cream truck grows nearer and nearer.. i sure could go for a bomb pop right about now. <fainting naked alot, and River does too> <nothing is private, goodbye sweet Idaho>