Alcan road de Ween

Open the gate to the red land
alcan road, by the turquoise lake
starry skies, a mushroom cloud
folding waves - in a foamy tide
Washing in beds - of opal shells
white gulls cry - for you and i
butterflies - float away
drift over pools - of salt and clay
Mountain man - frosted child
eagles cry - puppets of god
strung like time - molded in form
trees bend back - and trails distort
It leads to the land - of alcan road
the turquoise lake - and starry skies
mushroom clouds - folding waves
foamy tides - of salt and brine