Finishing The Hat

Mademoiselles...

You and me, pal...

Second bottle...

Ah, she looks for me...

Bonnet flapping...

Yapping...

Ruff!...

Chicken...

Pastry

Yes, she looks for me—

Good

Let her look for me

to tell me why she left me—

As I always knew she would

I had thought she understood

They have never understood

And no reason that they should

But if anybody could...

Finishing the hat

How you have to finish the hat

How you watch the rest of the world

From a window

While you finish the hat

Mapping out a sky

What you feel like, planning a sky

What you feel when voices that come

Through the window

Go

Until they distance and die

Until there's nothing but sky

And how you're always turning back too late

From the grass or the stick

Or the dog or the light

How the kind of woman willing to wait's

Not the kind that you want to find waiting

To return you to the night

Dizzy from the height

Coming from the hat

Studying the hat

Entering the world of the hat

Reaching through the world of the hat

Like a window

Back to this one from that

Studying a face

Stepping back to look at a face

Leaves a little space in the way

like a window

But to see-

It's the only way to see

And when the woman that you wanted goes

You can say to yourself, "Well, I give what I give."

But the woman who won't wait for you knows

That, however you live

There's a part of you always standing by

Mapping out the sky

Finishing a hat...

Starting on a hat..

Finishing a hat...

Look, I made a hat...

Where there never was a hat