It Is Obvious

It is obvious, may I say, oh baby
That it is found on another plane?
Yes I can creep into cupboards, sleep in the hall
Your stars, my stars, a simple cot bars
Only an impulse, pie in the sky
Mumble listen, dolly
Drift over your mind-holly
Creep into bed when your head’s on the ground
She held the torch on the porch
She winked an eye

Reason it is written on the brambles
Stranded on the spikes, my blood red, oh listen
Remember those times I could call
Through the clear daytime you’d be there
Braver and braver, a handkerchief waver
The louder your lips to a loud hailer
Growing together, the good of each either
No wondering, stumbling, fumbling
Rumbling minds shot together
Our minds shot together

So equally over a valley, a hill
Wood and quarry stood
Each of us crying
A velvet curtain of grey
Mark the blanket where sparrows play
And the trees by the waving corn stranded
My legs move the last empty
Inches to you
The softness, the warmth
From the weather in suspense
Moat to a grog, the scar or white chalk
Minds shot together, our minds shot together