Thanks for all the thoughts

Came rolling in on feathered drums 

I've been in jail before 

Been let out too 

Oh I am sure of where I am 

Clouds came floating by 

Have to hide something away 

It's what I've done 

Print (?) you this, what comes I feel 

Oh universe, oh beyond everything to never end 

Oh back, oh wheel and tumble 

Morning sights and streets of wheat 

Oh fanciful and teeming waves 

Oh universe and all the days