Marcus Berley


Since I can't see the problem
I blow it up to large proportions
Ahh... Now I understand
Now I have a bigger problem

I have pinpointed some of the Great Laws
Which is why, though I travel light, I appear burdened
In the bar an old man laughs at my youth
Set down your worry, boy, and have a drink!

The elder sees that the load is heavy
He distracts me with the tales of his life
I can almost lose myself in his mood
We talk and laugh and drink

I become so drunk with Wisdom
That I forget my way home
"Not to worry," shouts the Ancient. "Not to worry!"
Under a starry blanket, he vomits in the street