Daylight Storm

Leaving on a southern train On a moonlit evening The fog is heavy and deceiving Like the wainscot wearing thin All of my conclusions Are merely just delusions A well-nicked labor of illusions Cuts like a knife through pouring rain Daylight storm All night long Rain or shine Turn back time Imagination and frustration Consternation and elation In times like these I'm best alone The journey leads to all parts unknown To curtail Boddah's pardon Sound coming from the garden Like the movie that you starred in Papers blowing in the wind like falling leaves I used to dream about a jester Chasing me in circles Six foals and a nightingale Left alone in the park Daylight storm What went wrong Blows my mind Every time