Pen Name and Pony Tail
But there is no Jonah in this Whale
No story stirring in the bones
Of plot to point a heart toward home
The characters move to and fro
Larry Moe and Curly Joe
Pen name and pony tail
But there is no Jonah in the Whale
Look at me, look at me
Starting life at sixty three
Looks for Wind where he thinks it’s found
Underground, underground
And some Sin i cannot share
I’ll take along when I go there
Or some injury I bore
I keep well beneath the floor
Either sin or secret pain
It won’t help to change your name
Or grow your hair in rock star gray
His Eyes will find you anyway
And kiss the lie from your lips with Light
For He’s in every word you write