Out In The Wind

All I know
is that the globe is flat not round
and we are fenced in
between these horizons lie a hundred houses crowded
'round the moon
and it seems you're in my dreams
but I haven't seen you in my room
and you and I are out in the wind
between the horizons that fence us in

And all I know
is that if to praise not proud
I should be screaming out loud for you
like the slow, rolling clouds that bring
the thunder from the ground beneath
but my shaking hands, which were not planned,
gave me away before I could speak
so if I could, I know what I should do
I should be screaming out loud for you

And all I know
is that on an earth that's flat lost people will come back
and on top of that there's the fact that history repeats itself
like new clouds bring the same old rain and I must forget
how my hands shook when I scribbled down your name so that
all I know is that on an earth that's flat we'll meet again

So while you're stealing your wages and doing your time
remember, I'm stealing kisses from a bottle of wine
and though the g-ds are smiling down on me with a fake,
sarcastic grin
you and I are still out in the wind
out in the wind

So, someday
will I be smiling at a wife like she's a stranger to me?
and looking back, still fenced in, will I be wishing we were both
out in the wind again?
where a star could get stuck on a mirror
where the moon might be caught in the tree
where anything can happen and where everything must be
where the thunder will go over and you'd be screaming out loud for me