All the way home we felt we had a chance To review the coulds before we were born And to invite a new game of can'ts
Absorbed in the clouds a voice from afar said "With the right device you can make a pattern grow Or you can tune up your car"
So we stayed on the train admiring the time As the lights of the city drew near We drank a little wine
They were blurry and green outer space in between With a depth and a form unclear Then we saw it up ahead
A flickering lantern lit up on the tracks In the rugs that had covered up the bridge From the banks of a river to the bed Of the valley upstream to the place we live
The glass on the lantern cast back the sight Of a drive-in movie we drove by below We saw where we'd been in the pictures within Projecting all the places we would go So we follow the scene and flowed up your steps To a smooth wooden floor in a trance The train whistle melody woved through the trees And in through the door to signal the turns of a dance