Feather Moon

oh my god, what have I done chasing some mirage in my Mojave sun don't say every chance is lost, please don't say anything at all in sand and thorns I'm walking forth bare and blinking as the day

why am I walking barefoot upon this road with no one around I close my eyes to this decision the night's like coffee to my tongue like waking up without a sound I map the words out maybe you will say

If this were the last snowfall No more halos on evergreen If this were my last glimpse of winter What would these eyes see? ...... ...... If this were the last slow curling All your fingers in my

Goodnight, New York New York Goodnight, goodnight I’ll see you all on the other side After I am a different man with different eyes Goodnight, you canyons of steel and light Twist and turn where

it's just the radio darling, just the radio and your runaway imagination just the radio darling just the radio and we can turn away to another station it came from nowhere on the 38 Geary a girl

all of a sudden the conversation turns and everyone concerned is looking down guilty party is right here in the room but no one can assume the high ground oh it almost caught up with you caught up