There’s a quiet place in my mind
One that I keep trying to find
Where it’s never trouble
And I always know just what to write

Lying down with head in the grass
These nice, warm, sunny days never last
Watch the smoke rise like clouds
Catching a train, she’s on her way out

With guitar I’m left, hanging here
Still a boy, with poems of “no fear”
Too early to bed down
Simmer the swimming thoughts in my head

I’ll go now…
To that place that I said,
So that I don’t run around here screaming
All the words I left unsaid