Sleeping Ute

Dreamed the long day, just wandering free Though I'm far gone, you sleep nearer to me If I could find peace, if this night leaves But I can't help myself So I'll walk out these wandering dreams Up the north road, dressed gold and green If I could lie still as that great hill But I can't help myself Well, it's calm and it's clear, collapsed here on the stone Delivered to this place, a vision dark and cloaked And those figures through the leaves, and that light through the smoke And those countless empty days made me dizzy when I woke And I live to see your face, and I hate to see you go But I know no other way than straight on out the door And I can't help myself And I can't help myself And I can't help myself