Brave New World With Trudeau

WellI just got on the Peace Train After being in the Whisperin' Rain Didn't have all that far to go But I wanted to be with Trudeau Got off at Thunder Bay and heard no thunder Wellit wasn't any great wonder Didn't see any lightning or hear any roaring Mulcair and Stephen Harper were so darn boring Chartered a helicopter to fly me away from Crazy Landed on an isolated island that would one day be free Didn't see the likes of Mulcair or Stephen Harper Didn't feel imprisoned by any dictator Went Cruisin' in a Jeep on a long stretch of beach Looking for the man that's so very hard to reach Finally found him and Buffy Ste. Marie watching a loon While Neil Young was introducing them to Harvest Moon Asked them if I could join them by the campfire Promised them I wouldn't be the town crier In a truly neighbourly fashion they welcomed Poor Lonesome Me And we sat under a starry sky engaging in karaoke We sang about slavery we sang about poverty We sang about sweat shops in the land of liberty We sang about dictatorswe sang about democracy We sang about imprisonment in the land of the free Under the starry starry night we sang about Vincent Van Gough And lamented for all those whose time it wasn't yet to go We sang No Woman No Cry as we thought about The Big Lie And yeah...we smoked medical marijuana to deaden the cry Neil Young transported us to the Southern Man As we reflected on the civil liberties ban We climbed Sugar Mountain and died with them in Ohio As we journeyed into a brave new tomorrow We listened to the answers Blowing In The Wind In awe of the Elusive Butterfly of Bob Lind We tearfully sang about Abraham Martin and John Protesting all the killings and all that was lost and won Buffy Ste. Marie sang about people who were once free About blood sweat and tears the faces of bravery Mister Can't You See all of the world's hypocrisy As you're trumping aces to the kings of poverty Richard Wlodarski(c)2015