The Story I Heard
Hey you, JoJo-
Yeah, I know your name.
I thought I saw you
jump a Utah train
but I could not say.
I heard you tried to
put your hat on a shelf-
married a woman,
went off and loved someone else.
It could be as well.
I cannot tell.
Hey you JoJo-
don't you forget your name.
They might try to keep you
from the man you have been,
so don't go that way.
The story I heard
is that people are bored,
and the measures you take
to wrestle with your lord,
all the money you take,
all the memories you spill-
will He measure your time?
will He measure your will?
One of these mornings
will be the loudest you hear.
You'll write your story on firecracker paper,
and disappear.
The story I heard
is that people are bored,
and the measures you take
just to wrestle your lord
are the measures you fake
whether you’re dead or just still-
will He measure your time?
will He measure your will?
One of these mornings
we'll be home