Pulling in the Shipyard, Pumpkin to my head.
Mid to late October, wasted autumn breath.
So over das overcast i'll where the mast is pointing.
Bar-tops of empty glasses looks like my ship has come in.
Silver skin infected, scribbled in.
You say that days like these are rare.
I'm so fucking high it's like I never smoked.
Forgetting punchlines to mein jokes.
The characters you perched like birds
of pale blue lines of a notebook.
Forget how they read
you scribble the words you don't mean.
Silver skin infected, scribbled in.
(of all the words I read)
You say that days like these are rare.
credits
from YES,
released June 6, 1966
Ryan Stack recorded this at Format Audio.
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