Descended from Emerson, into this life Falling, falling, falling into my seventh life My father rode a motorcycle naked in the rain Mother, a flower girl, blonde and 18 Three long days in the Colorado jail Seven months pregnant, on the western trail She met El in San Francisco, so it goes (She met El in San Francisco, yeah so it goes) Elwyn was out of his head, speed up his nose Mother met a second man, by chance She remembered from a hometown high school dance The night they got to fighting, man arms, they let me fall My head hit the concrete floor, I didn move at all My mom hysterical, thinking I was dead She ran into the street, scared out of her head I watched the stars in the heavens for a while Then I came around for good, but not with a smile Moved home to the valley where the hippies conspire Even my grandma loved to get high My father dosed liquid LSD Fried his mind for years to come, look what its done to me The breakup ensued, I held my baby brothers hand I held my baby brothers hand The nights that followed, footsteps could be heard (The nights that followed in the house, footsteps could be heard) No one on the second floor cept spirits I have learned Mom and her best friend said, time to go" To Aroyo Hondo, New Mexico Adobe huts, I recall every gathering adobe I was hungry in the desert; I wanted to go home Morning I awoke; I was all alone (But I walked outside I realized) No one but a fucking geek to share the dusty home (No one was there; I thought I would die) As I walked outside I realized (Time stood still; I watched the dome) No one was there; I thought I would die (Then the bug came back, tears in my throat) Time stood still as I watched the goat (Next thing I knew I was in public school) The nurse of a new bug came back; tears in my throat (It wasnt much, but it followed the rules) Next thing I knew I was in public school (Sat alone; stood alone) It wasnt much, but it followed the rules (Tried my best to understand my broken home) Sat alone; stood alone (I got to watch my poor mother cry) Tried to understand my broken home (Empty, exposed to all she felt inside) I got to watch my poor mother cry (And then I hear these hippies philosophize) Empty, exposed to all she felt inside And hear these hippies philosophize And dreaming of the commune in the sky (Too many changing partners at different times Brothers and sisters, dont get too close And dreaming of the commune in the sky And mother waves him goodbye, so Im left here on my puzzle with nobodys help) Boycott society, then the kids cant socialize (My faith is my strength, living in hell) We had a cat named "Hope" and soon it died (Thinking about our locks too thin, wondering if Im at all like him) There were nervous breakdowns every day, numerous crises games (Before the flood, before the flood, of blood, Im dead serious, you just you wait)