Am I loaded to the gills   Treading water on the window sill   Ain't no flashlight to take you back   That wet paint that's on your wall leaves me feeling weak   And small below you when I can't get back   Leaves and winter trees I am the boy who can enjoy invisibility   Beneath those bells of distant boats just afloat   And my guitar could creep so out of tune when I'm in your room   It's so insidious it eats me inside out       Wish I could set my alarm to a different year   If time was just like plasticine we'd be on our own   Catch a train to far off to never-tell or Babylon   With no consistency we'll let it be far out