Are you still in control of the boat that you row.
Or do you still cling to me when it's sinking?
I never condemnde you. I only consoled you.
When candlelight made me a King.
For the wide-eyed and laughing
Passed like a season
Erasing a passion to sin.
For no-one kenw better than the tealeaves and the tarots.
That the wide-eyed and laughing
Where just one step ahead of the wind.
And the hearts that you played on the porch swing for me.
Was a song that I'd heard in the past.
For I had an audience somewhere inside you.
That applauded whenever you laughed.
Gone is a word that I now rarely use.
Though sometime in the course of the day.
I go racing back like a man possessed.
By the wide-eyed and laughing daughters of some different age.
