William Butler Yeats Visits Lincoln Park & Escapes Unscathed Lyrics by Phil Ochs
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As I went out one evening to take the evening air
I was blessed by a blood-red moon
In Lincoln Park the dark was turning

I spied a fair young maiden and a flame was in her eyes
And on her face lay the steel blue skies
Of Lincoln Park, the dark was turning, turning

They spread their sheets upon the ground just like a wandering tribe
And the wise men walked in their Robespierre robes
Through Lincoln Park the dark was turning

The towers trapped and trembling and the boats were tossed about
When the fog rolled in and the gas rolled out
From Lincoln Park the dark was turning

Like wild horses freed at last we took the streets of wine
But I searched in vain for she stayed behind
In Lincoln Park the dark was turning, turning

I'll go back to the city where I can be alone
And tell my friend she lies in stone
In Lincoln Park the dark was turning
As I went out one evening to take the evening air   I was blessed by a blood-red moon   In Lincoln Park the dark was turning      I spied a fair young maiden and a flame was in her eyes   And on her face lay the steel blue skies   Of Lincoln Park, the dark was turning, turning      They spread their sheets upon the ground just like a wandering tribe   And the wise men walked in their Robespierre robes   Through Lincoln Park the dark was turning      The towers trapped and trembling and the boats were tossed about   When the fog rolled in and the gas rolled out   From Lincoln Park the dark was turning      Like wild horses freed at last we took the streets of wine   But I searched in vain for she stayed behind   In Lincoln Park the dark was turning, turning      I'll go back to the city where I can be alone   And tell my friend she lies in stone   In Lincoln Park the dark was turning