There is no cause for alarm
Though the ways are lapping at your feet
Standing with your dog on a braided leaf
Turning your back to thee
There is no cause for alarm
First the applause and then they're gone
As you're riding a broken glass
Lay back to the shoreline
For the last time
With that elegant wave of your hand
And those homemade tattoos down your arms
Half in the sun half in the shadow
There is no cause for alarm
I leave you my tools and all of my rules
And useless weaponry
I leave you my maps and all of those wraps
My father taught to me
I'm sure as sure can be
That two is more than one
But I still don't know if the universe
Is very old or very old
With that elegant wave of your hand
And those homemade tattoos down your arms
Half in the sun half in the shadow
There is no cause for alarm
