I see the red in her eye and I suddenly started to cry and I don't know why My head did slip into a dream all the while so young yet so old was how I seemed A new place I seemed to be Reminding me of ages old A new eye opened to see So much of these things untold And again and again I find myself there where that woman gave to care
Riding down this dusty highway I came across this place Had no edges, no dimensions, no bounds across I did fly in this strangest of skies this way that way hither and yon like no tomorrow would ever show her pink dawn and now I stand here withered and torn wind blowing dust through my hair feet planted firmly on the ground
I caught you looking happy smiling in thought I caught you looking happy smiling in the night I caught you looking happy such a wonderful sight
Musics been the only woman 'round here So lonely so long I hold her so desr The oldest lady I've e'r known thrills me and chills me to the bone ancient whore won't you come evermore A silver thread to be followed divine Lady love won't you come one more time Musics been the only woman round here So much love I hold her so dear
Someone asked me a question today hope was all that I could really say This that I pass to you right from my heart it grew That it will lead to a brighter day blind faith to know the right way I heard it somewhere in a another song a man singing, swinging along a lady with a fan shooing the breeze away sometimes it fades into the mottled grey sometimes it shines so sparkling bright and yours? . . . . . . . in the end it's allright all my words are through the 'listening's' up to you.
Death like life ponders and dances Unbounded with earthly delight Stop and wait for a while Phantasmagoria of sound and light An animal perhaps a god Wandering ways of its own From the earth and back home Shining on this eve tonight Motion curves from her grown Patterns like leaves thrown Fierce beauty, blackened bone Quickly, quietly, grace in flight Death like life ponders and dances Unbounded with earthly delight She comes to get me now Realizing there's no time to fight
No place to call home a city gypsy on the roam a candle, a hammock, a crystal stone a thought of you brings me back, Brings me back home King for a day It's nice that way Stepping from the throne giving up being alone dust in the air cool moisture up there the rain falls to lead me back to lead me back home A home they say Is where the buffalo roam, A place where the deer and antelope play A home in the hood, city grey with cellular phone and ties to the bone Heard it said It's all the same day and to make it clear the place is all the same way
Something tells me I've been here before, Like the voice that sings from alamor A ritual known from before the fall post goldrush high to beat them all All the fussin'n'fightin' done long before my time And I know its there deep inside Ain't no matter now as the eyes close and dreams come alive The milky night has set itself and the moon is yet to show It is here that I talk one on one, The fearsome majesty that is my home