View From The Mountain

As the doors all close

And the wind blows rows

And the moonlight flows

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.

As the stars collide

And the horsemen glide

And my mind just slides

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.



And the streams stream streams

And my dreams dream dreams

And the question screams

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.



As the dawn warm forms

On the well-kept lawns

Of the pawns that swarm

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.



And the song returns

To a heart that yearns

For a flame that burns

Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere.