You should have kept drinking

You'd be a tightrope walker by now

Caressing the shoulders

Breathing new life into a forgotten age

Walking the streets of Des Moines

Your clothes would be torn from your body

By hyenas

With names like Orange Julius

Or Cherries Jubilee

Laughing 

There would be a safari with

Karen Von Blixen

No managers would be requested

And you would fly over Africa

By instruments

Below not a single light

Except a fire by the Masai warriors

Dressed to the nines

And dancing

Robert Redford would be dressed 

In a shirt

You can't buy

And my mom would get mad

At what the cashier said 

At the supermarket 

Things would be stolen

From Sprouse-Reitz

In our 13 year old bicycle rides

I think you took a windbreaker