The Empty Pool

Lyrics

Too compressed for strategy so dig with a rusty spade Watch the leaves in the empty pool as the widow drew her shade Season was here No drums to calm their fear Let's drink the leper's beer The leper's playing his salsa game and tempest swept dark land The lover's turns and parasites over the frying pan Coffee's brewed And the men playing cards And the mystery plane And the forest winds They're searching out over the sea