There's a place in the sky called "too late"
of which many stories are told
by the wiser of the divers
the young, the bold, the old
No one knows the exact location
it's somewhere below a grand
Down in ground rush valley
where one may read the rising land
Should you be riding the ground rush express
when maly comes to call
don't pass the junction at "too late"
or you will eat it all
No need to go to your velcro
no time to be in doubt
There's a chance with the "white angel"
Quick! Punch! Get it Out
- scribbled on a tarp, Sugarloaf key weekend, 1991
