There is always danger
Or perhaps there always has to be a hint of danger
There is always second-guessing
Or perhaps there always has to be an element of second-guessing
But what of that moment
When the thought arrives on its own
Yes, what of that moment
When the dialogue speaks for itself
It did happen, I am sure, I am certain
Yes, absolutely that did happen
Even if the recollection
Is neither true nor clear
Better though to mention it
Like the whisky with the water
Like the tonic with the gin
Better to unveil slowly
Page after page after page
Be the devil for the Christians
Be the Buddha for the monks
Let there always be danger
In the arcades of the sun
