It ws an early Monday morning I'm racing for the stars I had not ime to smell no roses Catching a train for Mars I always tried to ride a rainbow I need something to prove But one day an old man turned and said Your burnin out the fuse Take a litte time, yeah, to drink your wine A little rest is needed Leave3 the world behind Find a piece of mind In Bourbon street I had my palm read From the gypsy kind She said to me don't close no doorways Open up your mind