An Old Song About Bush and Poppy? Uncanny!

[FlashHarry]

I was listening to "Bitter Creek," by the Eagles the other day, and it struck me that the lyrics sound rather appropriate, regarding the Dim Son's folly "out where the desert meets the sky," his drug-addled youth and his young-stag-old-stag relationship with his "old man:"

Once I was young and so unsure
I’d try any ill to find the cure
An old man told me
Tried to scold me
’oh, son, don’t wade to deep
In bitter creek,’

Out where the desert meets the sky
Is where I go when I wanna hide
Oh, peyote
She tried to show me
You know there ain’t no cause to weep
At bitter creek

We’re gonna hit the road for one last time
We can walk right in and steal ’em blind
All that money
No more runnin’
I can’t wait to see the old man’s face
When I win the race