These days i drink less coffee And have less laughing to do But often recall the lavish roars We chalked up on the road Inside the country's blurry nights The divine unfamiliar places A glow through driving windows Best distorted by the rain The decade since was lost To telescopic motion Repeating colorless faces Big deal pretty mountain These days there's no real light here It's mostly sharply dull And certainly none will appear again So wondrously out of so little Big deal pretty mountain