Jack Kerouac

Why the torment in nights of tears, 
Flowing from the old machine answered with lust, 
More nights while others slept to day, 
You pounded your brain with the streams of distain. 

Oh why Jack, oh why Jack? 
Pen and paper you sang to us all. 
Oh why Jack, oh why Jack? 
You left us seamless in the depths of the fall. 

When the stream ended, wound up in self, 
No reasons except the surf and the sirs we all face, 
Inside a book living forever, 
The Jack we all miss, the one tough to love. 

Oh why Jack, oh why Jack? 
Pen and paper you sang to us all. 
Oh why Jack, oh why Jack? 
You left us seamless in the depths of the fall. 

Oh why Jack, oh why Jack? 
Pen and paper you sang to us all. 
Oh why Jack, oh why Jack? 
You left us seamless in the depths of the fall.