For a two-pedal upright the sound is pretty good
It feels just a little brighter than my musings ever could
Beaming in the sunlight shows some dust in my Martini

As time and road rushed past me I thought I saw your face
It shimmered shy behind a tree, yeah wrought by golden rays
I think you told me, taught me some things just have no meaning

As that instant moment fled an hour somehow passed
The know-alls say that truth is dead, dead or grimly vast
but the storm within my head knows something I forgot

The strangely pleasant sixth chord now sneaks about my ear
I'm many years back way before my mind was everywhere
It strikes me that I need to reach some place where I am not