[Cream]



In the white room

With black curtains

Near the station

Black country roof

No gold pavements

Tired starlings

Silver horses

Ran down moonbeams

In your dark eyes

Dawn light smiles

On you leaving

My contentment



I'll wait in this place

Were the sun never shines

Wait in this places

Where the shadows

Run from themselves



You said no strings

Could secure you

At the station

Platform ticket

Restless diesels

Goodbye windows

I walked in

To such a sad time

At the staiton

As I walked out

Felt my own need

Just beginning



I'll wait in the queue

When the trains come back

Lie with you

Where the shadows

Run from themselves



At the party

She was kindness

In the hard crowd

Consolation

For the old wound

Now forgotten

Yellow tigers

Crouched in jungles

In her dark eyes

She's just dressing

Goodbye windows

Tired starlings



I'll sleep in this place

With the lonely crowd

Lie in the dark

Where the shadows

Run from themselves