As the doors all close
|
And the wind blows rows
|
And the moonlight flows
|
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.
|
As the stars collide
|
And the horsemen glide
|
And my mind just slides
|
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.
|
|
And the streams stream streams
|
And my dreams dream dreams
|
And the question screams
|
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.
|
|
As the dawn warm forms
|
On the well-kept lawns
|
Of the pawns that swarm
|
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.
|
|
And the song returns
|
To a heart that yearns
|
For a flame that burns
|
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.
|
|
-----------------
|
View From The Mountain
|
| Kevin Ayers |
