Pedestrian Verse

Far from the electric floor Removed from the red meat market I look for a fire door An escape from the drums and barking Bereft of all social charms Struck dumb by the hand of fear I fall into the corner's arms The same way that I've done for years I

I went looking for a song for you Something soft and patient to reflect its muse I took a walk with all my brightest thoughts But the weather soon turned and they all ran off Took to the ocean in a boat this time Only an idiot would swim through the