FULTON STREET II

I had a vision of snow Falling to footprints I watched the weather, if it buried Everything off in the distance You think you're drifting in mist On pilgrimage and all alone, you were like a stone Thrown in a river or in your pocket I was the water and I watched you tremble down into nothing Sink like a (?) or failing, a phantom, or breaking a bone I won't be the one who shakes this suit out in the snow Call back your tunnel down and your trouble starts I will follow you out and carry all the pain away I will be the one who follows you out in the flow Go if the water the swells, drags you under, no I will swallow it all and carry all the pain away Nights I wander out Head buried in my coat Snow blowing on everything Thick like smoke I could feel the cold growing How weather makes you hold things tight On the way to grab us wine Night's afraid to die There is that phantom path carved In ghost steps, led down To a pond somehow still half frozen The evidence of struggle again So many years ago Our first turn out to Lowell from home The image returns to me Again and again When will it leave I was waiting for the anger to change I was waiting for the anger to change I was waiting for the anger to change And the room (?) And you're way underway I was waiting for the anger to change I was waiting for the anger to change I was waiting for the anger to change And the room (?) And the whole thing it turned gray Shakes in your pain You were like a ship laid anchor Your anxious and shaking I know Shake off your pain Paint it like a name on your shoulder blade Never gets older nor fades And I know the way, That I waste to wait on the places you waited for friends who can't show And I know your dreams, of opening caskets You shake in the mattress You're shaking on