Just yesterday, I saw you running
Under sheets of cobalt blue
I was on my way to forgetting
I was on my way home from you
In the house on the River Nice
Trapped in an archetypal dance
I extended my hand to the moment
I look back at it now
Barely, barely
Barely, I was hanging on
Reason enough to be under fire
But it's one reason I must depend
And it was darker in the evening then
My words from their shelter, and runnin' 'round the bend
And it makes me laugh and cry out and laugh again
The era's through, but the story will not end
