Dirt Merchant from Redrick Sultan by Redrick Sultan

When he calls to you, try to see
What it's like to live in this dream
Once in me it has been unleashed
Dancing wind seems to ride the sea

At the harbour, mist and disgust
Top the mountain, see the sky's just
See him, the dry, teasing warthogs
What there! He lies, like a dead log.

How he fools the knowing, he knows not.
In the undercarraige, his pet rot
Can't he see his folly, his mistakes
Won't he play with dolly's, not with fate

At the harbour, mist and disgust
Top the mountain, see the sky's just
See him, the old, in the dark sun.
What there, he lies, watch the stream run
His life come, undone!

His healing rush, coming down
His cheeks are flush, deafening sound!

His doom is en route, his life at an end
His grip has run out, no life to defend!