Hold me up like tracing paper
To the blank light of the world
Bring me to my den of stoners
Oracles who see no doom
A baby born beneath the shadow
Of the glacier as it drips
Vaguely wishing or not wishing
For one word to bring the gods down
I feel different now
Every morning when I wake
I feel different now
In the light along the lake
I hold it like an old receipt
That wrinkled in my jacket
On which you wrote me a note
A clue to something I'm not solving
Crumpled plastic silent heap
A crane slides down the kitchen wall
Peeling shadows play around us
This of all things brings resolve
I feel different now
Every morning when I wake
I feel different now
In the light along the lake
I feel different now
Every morning when I wake
I feel different now
In the light along the lake