| Lyrics: | I promise you, I won't leave a clue:
no tell-tale remark, no print from my shoe.
Still a
steady trail to the water's edge -
I will keep my pledge to the end;
I intend to go
free
No more rushing around, no more travelling chess;
I guess I'd better sit down,
you know I do need the rest...
Yes, it's time to resign with equanimity and
placidity
from the game.
I can't explain;
I can't relate...
Have I done it
all too late?
Now is the time for the commission to report;
till lately, I thought:
I'd been planted.
Trying hard to make it all come real,
permission to feel is
ungranted.
But, now it's happening, I'd like to keep it private if I can;
last words, last
look, make a final stand.
Now my number's come up on the Pools,
guess I'll board Titanic
for a cruise...
Now is the time to make my status clear,
too late, I fear, and
lonely,
as friends and enemies traverse the stage,
all in a rage disown me.
And all
the pip-props shatter into dust about my ears;
memory and conscience, hope and fear.
As I
crawl out further on the limb
something tells me I am crawling in
to unknown prophecies
and lives -
the rainbow's end is hemmed around with knives...
As I stand on the
boards and the stage lights grow dim,
shall I go out of doors, or shall I maybe go
in?
Have I reached the point when I should take my cue
and follow you and your
signs?
I can't remember my line
at the prompter cat calls
and the cards all
fall
in the strike
All the pages are thin, all the corners are curled.
Does the
starshine fall in through my window on the world?
or am I living our (the seeds of doubt) a
chronicle of revenge?
The willow bends
as do my hands -
do your understand?
And
will you still be my friend in the end?
......... When my mouth falls slack
and I can't summon up another tune,
shall I then look back and say
I did it all
too soon |
