Having washed my face in a frozen stream
And having lived in guest rooms for the last 7 years
And having just doubled in size, admitting animal loving
I still must find a way
How, how do I live with the romance of the world?
How do I live with the romance: the lure of scenery?
How do I live with the romance of comfort and closed eyes?
How do I live with the romance?
And admit that this might be the world where I belong
I'll sing my song in a parking lot
"No Flashlight": Songs of the Fulfilled Night
- I Know No One
- I Hold Nothing
- The Moan
- In the Bat's Mouth
- No Inside, No Out
- (2 Lakes)
- Stop Singing
- No Flashlight I
- (2 Mountains)
- The Air in the Morning
- The Universe is Shown
- No Flashlight II
- (2 Moons)