Sleeping Ute

Dreamed the long day, just wandering free
Though I'm far gone, you sleep nearer to me
If I could find peace, if this night leaves
But I can't help myself

So I'll walk out these wandering dreams
Up the north road, dressed gold and green
If I could lie still as that great hill
But I can't help myself

Well, it's calm and it's clear, collapsed here on the stone
Delivered to this place, a vision dark and cloaked
And those figures through the leaves, and that light through the smoke
And those countless empty days made me dizzy when I woke

And I live to see your face, and I hate to see you go
But I know no other way than straight on out the door
And I can't help myself
And I can't help myself
And I can't help myself