White Room(Live) - Jeff Healey

White Room - Jeff Healey
In the white room
With black curtains
Near the station
Blackroof country
No gold pavements
Tired starlings
Silver horses ran down moonbeams
In your dark eyes
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving
My contentment
I'll wait in this place
Where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place
Where the shadows
Run from themselves
You said no strings could secure you at the station
Platform ticket
Restless diesels
Goodbye windows
I walked into such a sad time at the station
As I walked out
Felt my own need just beginning
I'll wait in the queue
When the trains come back;
Lie with you
Where the shadows
Run from themselves
At the party she was kindness
In the hard crowd
Consolation for the old wound
Now forgotten
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles
In her dark eyes
She's just dressing
Goodbye windows
Tired starlings
I'll sleep in this place
With the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark
Where the shadows
Run from themselves