rights of passage

the tiny daisies blossom by the road
so much of memory must be exposed
this is the way and so the honest code

we wonder why the last cock never crowed
none of the letters ever was transposed
the tiny daisies blossom by the road

this village turns out no secure abode
all of our secrets are too soon disclosed
this is the way and so the honest code

we take up once again the normal load
sooner by far than we had once supposed
the tiny daisies blossom by the road

you did not ask if when the river flowed
the proper music had yet been composed
this is the way and so the honest code

soon all will settle into mortal mode
and you will find out that you have been hosed
the tiny daisies blossom by the road
this is the way and so the honest code