SongCrafter's website is running a Psych-Fest, and well it has been too long since anyone has covered Napoleon XIV anyway, so why not? Why not, I ask? You drove me outta my stinkin' mind, you mangy mutt!!!! So, ...... well, have a listen LG

hey boy, the waters calm and glassy hey boy, the wind has died away hey boy, the sun is up and rising it's another, another perfect day hey boy, better grab your pail and shovel hey boy, and build your castle high hey boy, don't forget the moat…

no I won't eat of the body, no I won't drink of the blood no I won't gather at the river, no I won't carry your burden no I won't bath in the glory, no I won't bath in the glory no I won't beg for forgiveness yes you will no I won't handle a serpent…

tall drink of water, short blonde hair flash you a smile like she just don't care sharp as a razor as right as rain ask me again and I'll tell you the same don’t forget her name, Melissa boys come running when she's around then she crushes a cigarette…

here, this place, the magic is all around us feel, the breeze, carry away your sorrows feel, the sand, warm and soft beneath us see, the light, fading across the water another day slips away here, in paradise touch, the water, cool and wet…

what is this darkness now, blurring out my eyes can I hold this feeling before I'm lost in the night holding on together searching through the gloom who am I to blame now that we have lost the light not the sky, falling, not the moon, again not…

deeper and deeper i fall to sleep and i am with you again i can't wake up and face the loneliness i won't feel love without you hear the shattered lines, miles and days didn't want to go away nothing i can say now the only way fall into…

To the sleepy town of St. Paul, Minnesota.

A slower and perhaps dreamier version of the Simon and Garfunkel classic.