RELEASE THE HOUNDS

When the world was mine
I had designs
To win, to place, to show
But now I find
The world’s realigned
And there’s not so much I know

The music of the spheres
My comrades and dears
Is a sound I barely recognize
Waiting out the storm
Apprehending alien forms
I scarce believe with my own eyes

Release the hounds
Release the hounds
Who’s out there on the grounds?
Call the cops, call the guards
Is this really happening
Or just a canard?

God was good to you
But look what you put God through
Strutting like a rooster as you do
No, you weren’t so good to God
You were insufficiently awed
By creation and so she withdrew

So should worlds collide
You might get out with your life
If you have a friend or two
But brother if you’re late
Or can’t keep your story straight
There’s nothing that boatman can do

Release the hounds
Release the hounds
Who’s out there on the grounds?
Call the cops, call the guards
Is this really happening
Or just a canard?

The annals of the damned
Made me what I am
But let’s not go there my dear
When push comes to shove
Say I did it for love
As it’s abundantly clear

Release the hounds
Release the hounds
Who’s out there on the grounds?
Call the cops, call the guards
Is this really happening
Or just a canard?