
The water reflects a blue
Mirror of dreams from the ages
For a wandering heart with unknown questions
That have long been answered
A classic coat and fine black hat
Worn on cloudy days
Has new purpose in paradise giving company
To an old guitar that knows just six chords
Shine a light, let me count the ways, where art thou
He pulls back the quiver on his bow
Aims for the heart and lets it go
But the arrow will find him
He sorts through contradictions
In the land of prose with hope to guide his way
Where souls tell secrets and lies
About nature’s truth of life
Famous suzanne and a hallelujah choir
Everybody knows what no one knows
That love is a bird on a wire