In my life I was kept waiting No two of the same mistake Went without warning In time, love, we will be standing Over pillars of plain, white smoke Observing the trains below Still standing on my time But it was never the same then In my life I was an animal Injured by restless thoughts Of miserable context And you dear, are made up of Neatly square divisions of labored care And delicate dreaming So stay near and know that the blackened air Holds weight in the same strange vain When the grain was shaped simply Still standing on my time But it was never the same then The kids are all coming home now And their mother's been faithful