Altar of Chance
Jandek
You were nodding your head
As if you knew all the answers
They slipped away talking
You disappeared with a shiver
Then the vehicles approached
And the police pushing wheels
The city sounds became overwhelming
There must be a way out of here
But I don't want to be afraid
Of the movement of innocent characters
Oh, where does this all end
Is there a place to die?
Oh, king of cardinal virtues
Spell me out the word to speak
I'm talking to the moon at noon
I'm hearing things that don't exist
Come on and lead me falling down
To worship at the altar of chance
Bestow me the glory of cut rocks
Laying at my feet as I pass by