Willie came by checking his thoughts at the door
Speakin’ of things that happened long before
And dreaming of black shirts and hat’s and livin’ free
Catchin’ a glimpse of a ghost ridin’ on the 723
Close your eyes and no one can possibly see
Their voices calling to a god delt ‘n effigy
Not listening, not listening nor hearing, compare the Sadducee
As a little Spanish girl wanders off and mutters the number 723
The Traveler didn’t recognize the common ground
Of a worker pushing the last breathe of her body around
For he saw something that felt just like to me
A train numbered the number just like the number 723
Can he sleep with the plans of tomorrow in his mind
What the things are at this time that got left behind
And picking up the strength and burden not meant for me
And the file is left, yes left, to label itself, 723
Heave the gold upon the table, shed not a tear
Money can’t buy it back, it’s been too many a year
For the days of long ago you’ll not want it to be
Time, times and half a times not adds up to 723
A dark haired woman, chestnut like, if I recall
Entered and a spoke in a voice though soon to fall
Thru a crack in the ceiling in a room turned for all to see
Wondering why like him, she never made it past the number 723
If a man makes a vow to innocence, she at 16
Forward 53 years and lost for 10 and left by the sea
Sit’s in a bed, warm predicting the past forget’s the family
Just all caught up in a game he thought not played called the game of 723
Numbness of kinds. Some authorized some vilified
She is blonde as the blonde eyeing by, with her smile
It’s 15 an hour, it’s a day closer to were she’d rather be
And if all simple, grab cotton, silk and desire and leave behind 723
