Prelude: Setting Sun Part II
Who do you want to be?
What do you want to see?
Lookin' down at the reflections in the floor
Of the people who gave you all of this and more
Where are you gonna live?
What are you gonna give?
Lookin' up at the clear and gently rolling sky
Ain't no use getting angry and asking why
How do you plan to pay?
What do you expect to say?
Lookin' out for the dogs barking at your heels
Rest assured 'cause this is how it feels
When are you gonna stand?
And lift your trembling hand?
Lookin' in at the sparks of your inner mind
Blazing away and letting the you within you shine...
Sitting alone by the sea
A cold bottle of beer and me
Feeling the waves come slithering up the sand
Watching cruise ships sailing away for another land
A baby down on the beach
Her shovel just out of reach
She cries for the help of her mother standing by
Ready to wipe the tear from her frightened eye
The sun she's dropping down
Looking for a hole in the ground
Little children laughing on the shore
Tiny birds snatching food and searching around for more
The wind is fast yet frail
Seagulls perched on the rail
The pier is filled with people from the day
Pining for adventure but looking the other way
Margaritaville fills the air
I could cringe but I really don't care
Hey because...Robyn Hitchcock lives in my headphones
(and there he sings)
Neutral Milk Hotel and Vic Chesnutt, he's in the wings
The Milky Way starts to shine
Twinkling little ocean invades my mind
The rush and pull of all that exists right here (and right now)
On this warm old strip of land I hold so dear
I stand and head for home
Westward I begin to roam
The moon and stars are lost in the causeway lights
The wind and waves and sand all disappear for another night