A pray to God
Then it's up up and away
It's out of my hands now so I'm going to watch the clouds and dream
Higher faster ears pop
Want something to drink Bob
Want something to eat Bob
Want something to read Bob
Beware the sleeping dragon
Everyone moves to the back and I dream of floating on clouds
I dream of all the faces of those I have just left some angry some sick some hungry some dead all frightened
I must try and make those that have the power to understand food is better than bullets
I must try and make those that don't have the power to understand that there are not enough bullets only death forthcoming
My word - why does it mean so much to them - I am an old man - old in face and body - young in heart and soul - I too have lived in the jungle and wondered dreamed prayed hoped killed for ------- food!
I must make them all understand
We are landing Bob do you want the Wall Street Journal
We are landing Bob sign these papers
We are landing Bob you have three meetings
Hurry Bob they are waiting for you
Hurry Bob they need you
Hurry Bob they they they they
Damn they
Yes damn they
