The mountain sure seemed high til I climbed it They’d tell you why but I wouldn’t mind it And I just kick out from the shore I couldn’t tell you which I loved more The going away or the coming back Do you really know something til you’ve felt it’s lack And I was wandering in a cavalcade When I just happened upon your shade And it let me in I was warm when I was with him As we both pause at the same time And he questions my rhyme I say it’s funny and he laughs I let him in because he asks So genially and off the cuff Five minutes in and I know love Has me by the lapel But I think it’s too soon to tell Him what I have on sheets Under cover and the streets Reminded me of the time I was tripping I hold the frame but the picture’s slipping And the more I try to steady the ship The more I can sense an eclipse Coming on Now the reference is gone And I’m trying to even keel But the way I feel Just tells me to be honest But I wouldn’t count on it And Benjamin is a sure shade of blue I let it go and I trusted you
You’re mysterious And the guys just call you Chris And I have to adjust my vision for the time being Because I’m not sure exactly what I’m seeing As you softly ask me my name And I’d love to do the same But the ghost of winter left last evening And I’ve given up on all my believing And the night isn’t cold but it sure is dark And I used to live right by the park As I listened to JV McMorrow That year I transcended the sorrow And clicked my tongue to my own beat I used to just drive down the street With a bigger sense of life and purpose Not chasing my tail like a dog in a circus Anyway it’s been eons But you cut through the neon Back to where I love the feel Of the men with which I deal And you’ve got something so real In the silence that I just steal Before I hang up the phone It’s good for five minutes to be alone With a voice like yours down the line I blush at the question and answer I’m fine Coz I know this number is a hard one to call But you smile, I can hear it through the air wall And I wonder exactly who you are Do you ever think time is measured by a star As we orbit around what’s fixed in space Running the rivers like it is a race But everything is just typed in notes And I must admit that I love quotes And what they bring to the table If you’re sitting at one are you able To be outside in the fields of yore Is everything as before? Or are you something I’ve never seen I hear his voice and shake out of the dream
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