Hejira

I'm traveling in some vehicle

I'm sitting in some cafe

A defector from these petty wars

That shell shock love away

There's comfort in melancholy

When there's no need to explain

It's just as natural as the weather

In this moody sky today

In our possessive coupling

So much cannot be expressed

So now I'm returning to myself

These things that you and I suppressed

I see something of myself in everyone

Right at this moment of the world

As snow gathers like bolts of lace

Waltzing on a bridal girl

You know it never has been easy

Whether you do or you do not resign

Whether you travel the breadth of extremities

Or you stick to some straighter line

Look here's a man and a woman sittin' on a rock

They're either going to thaw out or freeze

Listen, sounds like Benny Goodman

Floating through the snowy trees

I'm porous with travel fever

But I'm so glad to be on my own

Still the slightest touch of a stranger

Sets up a trembling in my bones

But I know, no one's going to show me everything

We come and go unknown

Each so deep and so superficial

Between the forceps and the stone

I looked at the granite markers

Those tribute to finality, to eternity

And I looked at myself here

Chicken scratching for a peice of immortality

In the church they light the candles

And the wax rolls down like tears

There is the hope and the hopelessness

I've witnessed all these years

We're only particles of change I know

We're just orbiting around the sun

But how can I have that point of view

When I'm bound and tied to someone?

White flags of winter chimneys

Waving truce against the moon

In the mirrors of a modern bank

From the window of my hotel room

I'm traveling in some vehicle

I'm sitting in some cafe

A defector from the petty wars

Until love sucks me back that way