"Voyaging through strange seas of thought, alone ..." William Wordsworth

24 March 2020

Townes Van Zandt, "Kathleen"

It's plain to see, the sun won't shine today
But I ain't in the mood for sunshine anyway
Maybe I'll go insane, I got to stop the pain
Or maybe I'll go down to see Kathleen

A swallow comes and tells me of her dreams
She says she'd like to know just what they mean
And I feel like I could die
As I watch her flying by
Ride the north wind down to see Kathleen

The stars hang high above, the oceans roar
The moon is come to lead me to her door
There's crystal across the sand
And the waves, they take my hand
And soon I'm gonna see my sweet Kathleen

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