Silkworm Plain
Missoula, Montana
1984
The year of big government taking over
The river gleams with sunlight
New wave bliss under patchy fog tonight
The strands of your hair fell
Opened your eyes, the start of a spell
The perpetual-movement gleam in your eye
Cutting your hair, length of your stride
Plain, so plain
Just look the other way
Do you want to stay and stay with me?
Walk home from work, bitter and cold
No 4X4s spinning out of control
But nothing much gets over these mountain tops
Snow in the street and the moon in the sky
Is like a fish's eye, scaly and grey
Its rays and this cigarette are lighting my way
I walk home from, it's bitter and cold
And I'll never know what it's like to grow old
You're plain, so plain
Just look the other way
Do you want to stay and stay with me?
