For some reason, "In the Court of the Crimson King" has been on constant repeat on my CD player for days and days. There is something about this record that speaks to me. This time. This place. This NOW.
I do this too... all day, everyday...
[Verse 1]
Said the straight man to the late man
"Where have you been?"
I've been here and I've been there
And I've been in between
[Chorus]
I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear, the wind cannot hear
[Verse 2]
I'm on the outside looking inside
What do I see?
Much confusion, disillusion
All around me
[Chorus]
I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear, the wind cannot hear
[Verse 3]
You don't possess me, don't impress me
Just upset my mind
Can't instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time
[Chorus]
I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear, the wind cannot hear
I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear, the wind cannot hear
[Verse 1]
Said the straight man to the late man
"Where have you been?"
I've been here and I've been there
And I've been in between