Song for Nick Drake

All day at the bookstore
Curled up in the same chair
I was lost
In what we shared

On a train to Fleetwood
It began to rain
No one came to get me
From the station

I walked home alone
With your song in my head
Finally understanding something
In what you said

In the moment (in the moment)
How the rain smelled (how the rain smelled)
And I know now (in the moment)
And I know now (in the moment)
And I know now (in the moment)