drive down a gravel path
The map will tell us where we are tonight
appears that we’ve been here
I slept and even dreamed in black and white
Moonlight pouring it sparks into the crystal bay
Unaware of the clock entranced by this display
Under the fading lights
a dancing firefly
Two sommersaults in flight glow
Smoke and guitar in hand
Off the dock I see you wave
I can see that we both know
The fisher and his catch
Unhooked a mental latch and let it pour
a jaded fantasy
Illusion like the one that got away