Water

Water on the window-sill
water in the sky
feeling tight and hypnotized
by the nameless lie

water on the window-sill
water in the trees
dark-eyed lady dances dead
makes my very blood freeze

       I've been walking with you
       walking with you
       I can't say
       I've had enough
       I've been talking to you
       talking to you
       I must say
       the going's rough
       (on me)
       save me darling (3x)
       from the cold


water on the window-sill
and I wonder how long
I must stare into the twilight
trying to find a song

water in the red-rimmed eyes
water on the grass
don't want how's and I don't want why's
they're one great dead mass

       refr.


1974.