Still the winter days unfold Like magazines fading in dusty gray attics and cellars ----- Come down from the neon nights Run down from the tourist sights Run down where the rain delights you You do not hide Sunlight will renew your pride Skin white by skin golden ----- Give me some time I feel like I'm losing mine Out here on this horizon line With the earth spinning & the sky forever rushing ----- I'm just living on nerves & feelings With a weak & a lazy mind And coming to people's parties Fumbling, deaf, dumb & blind ----- A woman I knew just drowned herself The well was deep & muddy She was just shaking off futility Or punishing somebody My friends were calling up all day yesterday All emotions and abstractions It seems we all live so close to that line And so far from satisfaction ----- Once in awhile in a big blue moon There comes a night like this Like some surrealist Invented this night ride home Mark in Seattle
