Song for Nick Drake

All day at the bookstore Curled up in the same chair I was lost In what we shared On a train to Fleetwood It began to rain No one came to get me From the station I walked home alone With your song in my head Finally understanding something In what you said In the moment (in the moment) How the rain smelled (how the rain smelled) And I know now (in the moment) And I know now (in the moment) And I know now (in the moment)