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VERSES:
It's dark inside this old barroom and that just suits me fine.
I've seen the sun before, my friends, and all it does is shine.
Some folks like to roam the mountains, and other sail the sea,
But nature does quite handily without much help from me.
My nature is to ramble in my mind from east to west.
Wide canyons and high mountains appear at my request.
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The stars they shine quite brilliantly on lands so fine and fair.
The sun beats down on worlds of pain and views of bleak despair.
And when my time is finished, this universe will be laid low.
My body shall enriche the earth, I'll pay back what I owe.
And each night will bring the darkness and each morning bring the sun.
Nature abides a billion years as easily as one.
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