An Evening

 When the sun goes down you can see him
 Walking along the road
 Carrying stars in a hood of his coat
 Clearing my life from passion

 When the dawn's as thin as the memory
 He's drawing a line, it's pristine -
 The line between mind and wisdom
 Turning your face to obsession

 When the moon is full he's standing
 Mixing my love with the night
 Making my thoughts depending
 On unfaithful and sleepless starlight.
 
1993


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