Not Swimming Ground

Six straight rolls in a blindman's game

Half a dozen snake eyes all the same

Holler to an echo

Roll those hollow dice

To the other side

Another time

Got lost on the water

Wound up on the sand

Gaze out through the darkness

With the light in the palm of your hand

To the other side

Another time

I got to say this has nothing to do

with the other side

I'll bet they wish they were round the corner

on some crazy ride

Every time the walls tumble down

build up the new ones

on the changing ground

Works about as well as water in your hand

The new ones are always

the tallest ones around

The other side

Another time

You lay out in the water

The light in the palm of your hand

Goes moving through the water

Like the motion of a far-off land

To the other side

Another time

I got to say this has nothing to do

with the other side

I'll bet they wish they were round the corner

on some crazy ride

Some wins and some losses

They hear what they like

Rubbin toes and burnin' trail

Headin' down the pike

To the other side

Another time