Uniontown - Chamberlain

Strange morning, and even stranger day.

I took my thoughts for a walk in the backyard.

Digging for dreams I found them buried there,

And in my mind I was a king.

Living lifetimes in a day,

In this fieldtown.

Dreaming high on warehouse roves,

Where lilies bend like men with broken backs.

Street cars come humming down

On pot-holed streets where our past

Is dead and lying.

Living lifetimes in a day,

In this fieldtown.

(Oh how we shudder beneath that sword)

It moved to me like music through a room and now,

Now I live for song.

Have heart and hang the past.

Quiet the softer side.

From here I go on laughing.

Quiet comes the end this time.

I’m finding system in these big thoughts.

I’m thinking thoughts that shake

The world that we all come from.

Living lifetimes in a day,

In this fieldtown.