The High Dials

I live in the sky Safe and very high When the morning comes Then I come down through the door And give myself to you Earn my living and grow poor But I have found a cave Where dreams still crystallize Like diamonds in the dark Can you see them in my

Sad to hear what I hear So sharp and clear Like a ringing in my ear Words reach They bend and greet But never meet Hear them echo in the street Ringing in separate keys Major, minor, F and C Ringing in separate keys Apparent to me Apparent to me Can

In the streetlights dimming She is like a ghost Calling me forth with her hand In the glow of 4am I am wide awake Staggering home, drunk again Sitting in my sitting room Revolving once again I am the axis the house turns on Night is fading, masquerad