Get To Leave

Howe Gelb

Make sure your baby?s well tucked 
in a blanket in the basket of a back seat 
of a wagon that don?t run on air 
if you can?t afford the fuel, pray you get the passion 
to keep the spirit rolling and get on out of here 
 get to leave, get to leave, get to leave 
with rumors of a better world 
once you get to leave 
with a thimble full of comfort 
and a nickels? worth of luck 
may you make out with a buck 
more then you?ll ever need 
on this planet made of rock, hard liquor 
and discomfort with rumors of a better world 
once we get to leave 

shadowing the season of change 
the winds blow in and they rearrange 
tending the garden of change 
the weeds grow in and they rearrange 
maybe it?s the angle of the sun 
when it?s such a twisted light 
or the impossible darkness of a starless night 
or the triangle of 3 lovers in need of fresh flight 
or the maniac mindings of a monocled monk