Hejira - Live 1995

I'm traveling in some vehicle
I'm sitting in some café
A defector from the petty wars that
Shell shock love away

There's comfort in melancholy
When there's no need to explain
It's just as natural as the weather
In this moody sky today

In our possessive coupling
So much could not be expressed
So now I'm returning to myself
These things that you and I suppressed

I see something of myself in everyone
Right at this moment of the world
As snow gathers like bolts of lace
Waltzing on a bridal girl

You know it never has been easy
Whether you do or you do not resign
Whether you travel the breadth of extremities
Or you stick to some straighter line

Now here's a man and a woman sitting on a rock
They're either going to thaw out or freeze
Listen
Benny Goodman the wind blows
In through the snow, pinewood trees

I'm porous with travel fever
But I'm so glad to be on my own
Still the slightest touch of a stranger
Can set up trembling in my bones

I know no one's going to show me everything
We all come and go unknown
Each so deep and superficial
Between the forceps and the stone

Looked at the granite markers
Those tribute to finality, to eternity
And I looked at myself here
Chicken scratching for my immortality

In the church they light the candles
And the wax rolls down like tears
There's the hope and the hopelessness
I've witnessed all these many, many years

We're just particles of change, I know, I know
We're just orbiting around the sun
But it's hard to keep that point of view
When you're always bound and tied to someone?

White flags of winter chimneys
Waving truce against the moon
In the mirrors of a modern bank
From the window of a hotel room

I'm traveling in some vehicle
Sitting in some café
A defector from the petty wars until
Love sucks me back that way

Woah!, woah!
I'm gonna stand up, I'm gonna stand up