Suzanne

Night falls and I am gathered once again
Going deep into the ricochet of yesteryear
Dwelling on the one place that I know to be long gone
Come see the corners of the property
I was walking along the old rock, ooh
Looking through the gaps in the vine, tangled fins
When I saw her standing there
Suddenly young with dark brown hair
Suzanne, why do we dream of it?
Suzanne, oh dear Suzanne
Suzanne, why are we taken back?
Suzanne, oh dear Suzanne
La, di, da, early love
Come see the corners of the property
Some nights later I am gathering once again
This reverie is reoccurring
On the ceiling, hand painted flowers
And in my heart, galloping horses
There was a day, forever lingers
Like the scent of antique roses
I can’t go back and say I want to
But mental spirit keeps me haunted
Suzanne, why do we dream of it
Suzanne, oh dear Suzanne
Suzanne, why are we taken back?
Suzanne, oh dear Suzanne
La, di, da, early love
Come see the corners of the property
La, di, da, early love
Walk the corners of the property
Some things cannot be understood
Never quite taken in, you cannot leave them
So do you want her, up in the high lakes
Desert stand
Beneath the pine trees
A flock geese lost to an airplane
A memory of what is yet to be
This is music, this is madness
Clear the room
This is music, oh, this is madness
Clear the room
Clear the room
Clear the room
Clear the room
Clear the room
Clear the room
Clear the room