Are You Still There

You're like the mystery of angels In that quiet place just before sleep You're like a baby's soft serenity Mmm - you move me In the flame of conversation Like an artist's hand you move From the dreams before God's evolution You are the quiet boy I knew And in the whispers of our childhood From that place of pensive thought Where we ventured into danger Reminds me of those things we kept And collected over the years Just like those pictures when I was blue These are my memories and traces Oh, of the quiet wild Complacent child that's you And even though on Christmas night I watched the sky for shooting stars I sat right through the wicked night And I have come to understand That we have changed Just like anyone, who's anywhere Are you still there? How do you count your sorrows? Like glass upon the beach And how do you know why tears and hidden love Is someone out there crying? Just like those pictures when I was blue These are my memories and traces Of the quiet wild Complacent child that's you