Whereabouts

I can say I've had enough this time

Of going astray wondering why

This strife feels like and endless drain

which sucks and spits and churns its hate

Anyhow the stream will flow

so I can finally take a bow

Heading back to where the gears were born

I soon realize my limbs grow sore

An ache constrains me to let go

Of all these yearnings, hopes and so

We all once were somebody's fool

Worship, praising, prancing tools

There blows the hazy-lazy gale

them barn owls hoot old fairytales

But I ain't stepping out this deck

Not while I can have your silk-pale neck

I turn you 'round to meet that glance:

Two spots of green moss that left me bare.

And as the fog melts loops and banks

The nightingale begins its chant

Oh what a splendid lullaby!

For those whose death stands by

The steamboat wheels paddle with fright

Your cheeks blush softly, jealous is the night

My eyes, your lips, thighs;bodies intertwined

I thought that I'd seen it all but...

I wasn't even closer to what you're worth

Ohio watches over us so that we never let her down.