He said
"And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do,
I don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime."
"I never said I was frightened of dying."
And I said, “But I am”
So he led the way
Beneath the astral stars
Brushing past the soft children
And the mad things.
We crossed-over a few backyard fences
I asked him where he was taking me
He said, “Look ahead and you will see”
I did and I saw the pagodas.
But we never stopped there.
He took me past Arden
And I thought we were heading towards Eden,
when he stopped before the altar
And prayed.
He said aloud. “Let us pray to anoint the rust off the shoulders of those narcotics
who are like ourselves”
When the prayer was over he turned to me with a smile on his lips.
He asked me,“Is it tomorrow, or just the end of time?”
And I replied,“It’s still yesterday.”