Didn’t they always tell you;
Stay away too long,
Nobody’ll recall your name;
The sand’ll pile up against the doors;
Cover your footprints, hide your routes.
Didn’t they always tell you,
The ones that always know what’s best,
Stay away; minds’ll change, God’s biggest leaves
Will drift and hide your pleasures.
The spring’s-wolf wind:
That carried me away;
Fetched me home,
That scarfed the village-dim dun chimneys
With skeins of drifting fog
Whispers the questions
Over and over again.
Why did they never tell you that
Your own education ain’t
Ever worth what you have to
Pay for it?