Inspiration, move me brightly

light the song with sense and color,

hold away despair

More than this I will not ask

faced with mysteries dark and vast

statements just seem vain at last

some rise, some fall, some climb

to get to Terrapin



Counting stars by candlelight

all are dim but one is bright:

the spiral light of Venus

rising first and shining best,

From the northwest corner

of a brand-new crescent moon

crickets and cicadas sing

a rare and different tune



Terrapin Station

in the shadow of the moon

Terrapin Station

and I know we'll be there soon



Terrapin - I can't figure out

Terrapin - if it's an end or the beginning

Terrapin - but the train's got its brakes on

and the whistle is screaming: TERRAPIN