The Dead Man's Boot

Do you ever really, really, really find peace in there inside your head as it bobs up and down to the rhythmic beat of the dead man’s boot and your eyes easy-open take a lazy sweep to and fro across the horizon giving harmony and texture to the rhythmic beat of the dead man’s boot making all that you hear and all that you see too, too real and you know really, really know way down deep that truth only matters when truth is all you’ve got and you know really, really know way down deep that that really is all that you’ve got ‘cause your eyes are easy-open and your head is a-bobbing to the rhythmic beat of the dead man’s boot.