RUSH Dog Years

In a dog's life A year is really more like seven And all too soon a canine Will be chasing cars in doggie heaven It seems to me [5] As we make our own few circles 'round the sun We get it backwards And our seven years go by like one Dog years--It's the season of the itch Dog years--With every scratch it reappears [10] In the dog days People look to Sirius Dogs cry for the moon But those connections are mysterious It seems to me [15] While it's true that every dog will have his day When all the bones are buried There is barely time to go outside and play Dog years--It's the season of the itch Dog years--With every scratch it reappears [20] Dog years--For every sad son of a bitch Dog years--With his tail between his ears I'd rather be a tortoise from Galapagos Or a span of geological time Than be living in these dog years [25] In a dog's brain A constant buzz of low-level static One sniff at the hydrant And the answer is automatic It seems to me [30] As we make our own few circles 'round the block We've lost our senses For the higher level static of talk

14 April 1998; 2.0