Still Life

I was trying to find someone to love me And then I did and she was dancing Across the room with the lights on her half-closed eyes So then I took another drink and stumbled Across to her and said something ridiculous Like a man who'd refuse to shine See I was looking for a still life Now it is stillborn In the endless glow, on a river of road I drove out of the eye of the storm I was trying to write a song so articulate It could right my wrongs but I wrote it wrong This is not it, it's just a field day for a therapist "And what did you dream?" That I wrote a song "And what did it mean?" That I got it wrong, I don't know I don't know See I was looking for a still life Now it is stillborn In the endless glow, on a river of road I drove out of the eye of the storm Did I know it then? Did I cry out then? By the blooming tree in Switzerland? No I never really know No I never really know What I can do about it If I lie down on the dirty ground Would the angels sing? Still life Now it is stillborn In the endless glow, on a river of road I drove out of the eye of the storm Still life Now it is stillborn In the endless glow, on a river of road I drove out of the eye of the storm