Condor swirving in a new body Can hold attention, implant a thought Like your knife-sharpener in our hands But I’ll do what I want do do What was profound about it to you? We all want to know Who’s gonna draw it out now for you Now that I'm gone? Well, the lake salt draws it out In eye, in skin, in crown He swings me around and they instantly surface Ambidextrous, sharp as a string tip Help me get back up on top of my game With a small exercise for my brain But I’ll do what I want to do What made the conversation rich? We all want to know If you choose to keep my high regard You’d give details But sometime months ago, new body came to know That folks like us lose sight when we’re lost in the blankets