Squeaky Fingers

Fey - Appearing touched or crazy, as if under a spell

Bazaar - A fair or sale at which miscellaneous articles are sold,

often for charitable purposes

Like it's a dream - and there's a moon and a tune

A shower in a motel room

And through the steam and in my ear I can hear

Squeaky fingers on the mirror

Beyond the door, out in the lot, the night is hot

And kids are givin' what they got;

And is it me, or is it fey, when I say,

'It reminds me of another day?' Ya-Hey!

Out in the road, across the town, out and down

Where they disappear without a sound

Into the whole from whence they came, without a name

Givin' and gettin' joy and pain;

And into pants, then into boots and business suits

To fill them out while they commute;

Or to remain in tricked out cars, and country bars, country fairs,

and church bazaars - Stay hard!

Like it's a dream - in motion slow, and they all know

I hear them come and watch them go;

And as the steam begins to clear, I face the mirror

- the evidence has disappeared

Into the hole, from whence it came, still unnamed,

Like tomorrow's town will be the same;

Into the whole from whence I came, still unnamed,

Like towmorrow's town is just the same - unnamed.