The Great Unknown - David Elias

The Great Unknown

In a little red world with a great red eye

Red iron rotting far below

In a red request from the Redmond guest

With a red will rolling towards the door

In a little green world with a green return

>From the canopy that you can�t see Under green cashmere where you hardly hear

All the green regrets from memory

With those tired eyes makeup and scars

Laughter and tears leave trails the same

With those tired arms pickup the night

Head back over to the West End

Watch those city lights by morning light

You can�t exchange your only fare

Only street cement knows where you went

No one would believe that you were there

It�s after hours you played the Plough

You saw everything from the stage

The smoke was loud the talk way proud

Running off an empty page

You find the key

You turn it on

Look forward to the hum of tires

You�re way out west

You�re on your own

You�re off to find the great unknown

In a little white world with a white roadside

And white stripes way on down the line

The great white hope

The great white lie

The great white markers of your time