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
