There's a local tavern comfort you evoke
There's a point to life nestled in your eyes
When you're laughin' at all my jokes
Well I tried but I can't forget
Because the one thing that matters most
Is the shape you take in my dreams
Doesn’t fit my waking world
As I fled my birthplace village lookin' back
There's a chessboard set in the distance
That was made in the recent past
Or was it just a cemetery?
Or a tombstone dealership?
I could not tell from the road
We were goin' pretty fast
Did the clatter I send you ever arrive?
Did you breathe it into your lungs and then
Blow a cloud as you said goodnight?
When you swept down the last of it
Is it tidy in your room?
Do you feel the phantom limbo
As you bend beneath the broom?
There's a thousand words I've framed behind my eyes
When I close my lids
There's a childhood glimpse
As I leave the day behind
And at night when my bones surrender
To the wind blown from the sea
And I'm sure that you're the sweetest breeze that's ever blown through me