Well the stories we wrote and the books that we read,
I guess that's how you got all these things in your head.
See, we all of us just see what the lamplighter shows.
I guess I had a match for the path that you chose.
Now the East is the East and the West is the West.
The watchman is asleep and the rest of us are keeping busy.
All the plans that we made and the old days we shed,
I guess that's how you got all those things in your head.
See, we all of us can smell when the tide's coming in.
I guess for you the autumn roses were a way to begin.
But as your eyes survey the warm salt air
And your tongue learns the language they speak over there,
In a photo your feet still kick the frost,
In a letter you speak of the things that you lost,
And a circle in the snow will still refuse to show.
Now the East is the East and the West is the West.
The watchman is asleep and the rest of us are keeping busy.
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