Medicine Hat - Son Volt

There will be droughts and days inundated

Unveilings free from saturation

Departures raised with no masquerading.

There will be teachers that die by their own hand

Pundits that push headlong for atonement

Friends and followers devoted to living.

There will be watchers that plot from in confines

And those committed to society’s circles

Unwary cogs with no cadence or virtue.

There will be right, there will be wrong.

Drop of the hat and it’s already started

Just like that and the deed is done

What I’d give for the hat to be medicine

The time is now to be on the run.