Hold me up like tracing paper To the blank light of the world Bring me to my den of stoners Oracles who see no doom A baby born beneath the shadow Of the glacier as it drips Vaguely wishing or not wishing For one word to bring the gods down I feel different now Every morning when I wake I feel different now In the light along the lake I hold it like an old receipt That wrinkled in my jacket On which you wrote me a note A clue to something I'm not solving Crumpled plastic silent heap A crane slides down the kitchen wall Peeling shadows play around us This of all things brings resolve I feel different now Every morning when I wake I feel different now In the light along the lake I feel different now Every morning when I wake I feel different now In the light along the lake