The Last Hotel & Some of Dharma

The last hotel
 I can see the blank wall
 I can see the silhouette in the window
 He's talking
 I'm not interested in what he's talkin' about
 I am only interested in the fact
 That it's the last hotel
 The last hotel
 Ghosts in my bed
 Goats are bled
 The last hotel
 Day by day
 Haggard and dull signs
 A machine this skin
 The sheathe of proud self cracks
 The sword rusts
 The swordsman falls sighing
 In the fault sour sea
 The world, and everything in it
 One vast body seen and hassled
 By sentient embodied thinking
 Bearers of mind
 Which is the manifestation
 Of the tranquil and eternal
 Radiant bright essence
 Mind of perfect purity
 Beyond all body
 Neither light nor eyes alone reveal
 Moveless mind sees motion
 Yen, shape, shadow, clock
 Changeless mind sees change
 Reflections, particles of dust
 Oh, it's a return to the original mind
 Return those shoes to the shoemaker
 Return this hand to my father
 This pillow to the pillow maker
 Those slippers to the shop
 And that wainscot to the carpenter
 But my mind
 My tranquil and eternal mind
 Return it to whom