I woke up to the sound of Alexander on my phone,
I saw you in a wicker chair, reading Edgar Allen Poe...
Far from Salem by the sea, to Walden and the willow tree
Stop and ask Elias how
The beads stay on your dressing gown
And Sam is sending notes in code,
The authors lie in sleepy homes
Far away from smoke and cars,
We'll lie in leaves and count the stars
