I'M Turning

I’m turning in eternity For a pair of comfortable shoes And a nice hot cuppa tea I’m turning in my grave For a black suit, top hat and cane To join the dance of the unsaved I’m turning in my tomb For a room with a view And breakfast in bed for the dead I’m turning in my mind For reasons there to find To make sense of this rhyme… I’m turning in my brain To find out if I’m mad For all that is insane I’m turning in my dreams Of butterflies and moon beams To see all that seams I’m turning in my right to die To go with what’s left of my life To experience the ride I’m turning in my dancing For what chance may be A flight of fancy I’m turning in my badge and gun now I don’t want to play sheriff anymore For this one-horse town I’m turning in this rhyme That haunts me from time to time Maybe I’ll get two bits for it or a dime