Middlebury Gorge

Middlebury Gorge

Toes on the edge,
The thought of accidental death is
  A word there is no word for,
Son of survivors, his lineage
Is all ancestors who had children before they died,
  Another word there is no word for,
And there are girls to impress,
Down in the gorge, on the rocks,
  Where a clear golden river flows
Just like beer with mountain foam

“Don’t dive, hold yer nose and
 Be sure to wear sneakers ‘cuz
 Yer feet ‘ll hit rock bottom”

On the ledge of the bridge
The thoughts of injury inspires,
  Break a leg, yer arm, hit yer head,
Spend some time in a hospital bed
And everyone’d come around,
  Sign my cast,
“I could’a died,”
Girls will swoon “Ooh!”

”Jump jump jump,”
There is a crowd chant down below,
“Jump jump jump,”
His voice or theirs he does not know,
“Jump jump jump,”
Don’t bother count three two one go

  And he jumps