h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Shoes Of The Wanderer

(to dense marcrabe)

There is no future in his figure
you not even sure he is a he
he stands there waving the great thing
so that you can see
wearing a black cape
bode does he of a time to late

you sit and stare
and wonder at the sight
of the dark clouds on the horizon
the shadow thats in sight

but you find yourself
starting to sing
a tune that is not totally unknown

you get up and dance
to the signing of your voice
which is finally perfectly in tune

you dance the tune of no ones hope
the dance of the death you know it is true
you dance the tune of no ones hope
its the single last thing you ever will do

with no shoes
with no shoes
with no shoes

you dance the tune of no ones hope
the dance of the death you know it is true
you dance the tune of no ones hope
its the single last thing you ever will do

with no shoes
with no shoes
with no shoes

death has met many a thing and you have started to sing his tune
you dance the dance that you have know the whole life of your misfortune
and just him you now dance with no shoes
with no shoes
you dance the dance that you have know the whole life of your misfortune

don't try to swoon

give no spoon

it was your misfortune

you dance the tune of no ones hope
the dance of the death you know it is true
you dance the tune of no ones hope
its the single last thing you ever will do

in the field of no grass but that wont do
you dance in time to the sand of time in june
you dance the tune of no ones hope
its the single last thing you ever will do

with no shoes
with no shoes
with no shoes
with no shoes
with no shoes
with no shoes

the dance that you have soon
a dance with no shoes
just like him you end the tune

you dance the tune of no ones hope
the dance of the death you know it is true
you dance the tune of no ones hope
its the single last thing you ever will do

in the field of no grass but that wont do
you dance in time to the sand of time in june
you dance the tune of no ones hope
its the single last thing you ever will do

so soon
so soon
give moon
show tune
with no shoes
the dance that you have soon
a dance with no shoes
just like him you end the tune

just like him you end the tune

so you have died
so you have ended
only now to look forward to what you think is next

so what is next?
its with no shoes

Death, no shoes, and internal turmoil. *sigh* Rather nice.

Yep, all great stuff

I think so.

I wonder if anyone else reads these?

not thinking so.

well i impress you, and thats I suppose at least a minor vitory

You forget that I am easily amused, too.

oh no i was quite aware I was taking full advantage.. i mean... ARRR I did it again!

So you did.

and that one ended quick

It has been rather slow round these parts.

Yes without Oyvind or Betty were left with only us and a slightly erratic bouncy

It's a sad thing, eh? I was told that the Great Øyvind one day aspires to return to this humble abode.

where you? Well that will be a good thing

I was. Quite recently, too. Apparently school really puts a pull on your time. I'm glad I'm lazy.

I am terribly bad at this study thing sometimes, then again I get chunks of work even if I switch my machine off

Turning off my machine doesn't keep me from being distracted.

by chunks i meant i still get distracted

Ahhhh...