remember the day   when I left home to buy some food   myself in that painful February mood   I did what I could      remember that day   when I left home to just buy some food   considering if one shouldn't I or if one should   sun was high, and I   found me on the road to genoa      did you ever drive in a moonstruck constitution   and find to reach a seaport at dawn is a solution   you should If you could   there slowly, slowly, I no longer thought of what is good or what is not   there simply was the water's smell and remoteness   I only stood and watched that old cold ocean   in tender and bright, full, unspeakable emotion   I did what I could   all was good