I want to stay where the summer goes

change my name and change my clothes

stand in the light of forgotten windows

out of reach down the corridors

the hidden man



the hum of a forest and a lost perfume

the streets of a rainy afternoon

eyes like a tide of liquid blue

we talk about things I almost knew

the hidden man



just walk ahead in the winter haze

smoke a cigarette as the light decays

"the child is father to the man" he says-

silhouette glows in the sunsets blaze

the hidden man