I came out from under her warm sheets Into the brisk late October If only for one last hope I wanted my time with you to be over
I'm staring up into the sky While all the raining is pouring down I'm reaching out for your help But evil beings hold me backwards
All shapes and shadows move in and out And hover round my bed Voices arrive and disappear I want to talk to them
Darkness disintegrates I'm rising, I'm rising toward a light A light leading over hills and meadows
I've risen up from the dead With the burning leaves of autumn If only for one last chance That all of whom have been defeated To put on my father's wool coat To smell my mother's fragrances and perfumes To find my young brothers and sisters To never leave or let them go
Houses adorned so beautifully The Marin headlands song Lost verses well up my eyes and ears The lone mandolin strums On Tamalpais warm spring The many places we Lay down in sleepy hidden shadows
I see you well and clear Deep in the moonlight dear Your radiant august eyes They are the suns that rise They are the light that guides They are these lost verses
I came up from under the ocean Evaporated sea salt water A mist above the skyline I haunt the streets of San Francisco Watch over loved ones and old friends I see them trough their living room windows Shaken by fear and worries I want them to know how I love them so Foghorns would sound in waking Is it my voice you hear? Footsteps are moving across the floor And you know I'm here The afternoon carries up from the hills and you are well and near To fall into the light I follow
I feel oh so near When morning doves appear And ghosts of April ring Echo the refrain Soon finding a place In these lost verses
They fill the foggy day They hide the hills away That steal our time They are the picturesque night The casting city lights On the bay flowing into the ocean glowing