Locked in a struggle for the right combination of words in a melody line I took a walk along the riverbank of my imagination Golden clouds were shuffling the sunshine
But if I ever get back to the twentieth century Guess I'll have to pay off some debts Open the book of my vanishing memory With its catalogue of regrets Stand up for the deeds I did And those I didn't do Sit down, shut up, think about God And wait for the hour of my rescue
We don't mean to mess things up But mess them up we do And then it's "Oh, I'm sorry" Here's a smiling photograph of love it was new At a birthday party
Make a wish and close your eyes: surprise, surprise, surprise.
Early December, and brown as a sparrow Frost creeping over the pond I shoot a thought into the future And it flies like an arrow Through my lifetime, and beyond
If I ever come back as a tree, or a crow Or even the wind-blown dust Find me on the ancient road in the song when the wires are hushed Hurry on and remember me, as I'll remember you Far above the golden clouds, the darkness vibrates
The earth is blue
And everything about it is a love song Everything about it Everything about it is a love song Everything about it Everything about it is a love song