First You Think Your Fortune's Lovely

Everything's so restless

The wind has come again

Blowing me so far

I think I see a star

First you think your fortune's lovely

And you fly out through the door

Grandmama I feel so lonely

My rapture's painted on the floor

The roads lead all to Jacob's kitchen

I'm sitting moon eyed at the table

Sitting blank-eyed by the door

Oh Lord, do you really think I'm able

Well I chose this love completely

When you took away the charm

Set your mind on breaking burdens

Said you done no one no harm

I feel a bit like floating water

Headed for the rocks at bay

Crash upon some ocean liner

Comes upon my lonesome way

Thought I see your eyes a-flashing

Thunder in your hair

I burnt a match for your complexion

The lights went out and you weren't there



Seated by the ranch I'm owning

Staring at the cellophane

Somebody came in for a question

I poured a glass out in the rain

The reason I have been accepted

Is that I failed to come on strong

Found a chair beside a window

Found a place where I belong

Inside myself there is no question

Just the jangle of our brain

Three times four is twenty-seven

Only fragments still remain

I curse the day I found my freedom

You took the mirror from the wall

Placed it in a single suitcase

Pointed down a hollow hall

You said you see your true direction

I'll be there behind the sun

And I'll go with you in the springtime

When all your travels have been done