Reflections in a Crystal Wind


If there's a way to say I'm sorry
Perhaps I'll stay another evening
Beside your door, and watch the moon rise
Inside your window, where jewels are falling
And flowers weeping, and strangers laughing
Because you're dreaming that I have gone

And if I don't know why I'm going
Perhaps I'll wait beside the pathway
Where no one's coming, and count the questions
I turned away from, or closed my eyes to
Or had no time for, or passed right over
Because the answers would shame my pride

I've hear them say the word forever
But I don't know if words have meaning
When they are promised in fear of losing
What can't be borrowed, or lent in blindness
Or blessed by pageantry, or sold by preachers
While we're still walking our separate ways

Sometime we bind ourselves together
And seldom know the harm in binding
The only feeling that cries for freedom
And needs unfolding, and understanding
And time for holding a simple mirror
With one reflection to call your own

If there's an end to all our dreaming
Perhaps I'll go while you're still standing
Beside your door, and I'll remember
Your hands encircling a bowl of moonstones
A lamp of childhood, a robe of roses
Because your sorrows were still unborn
 
 


found on:
Reflections in a Crystal Wind

words:
Richard & Mimi Farina

last performed: September 12, 2000, Park West, Chicago (Tweedy)

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