Vermont Follow

(with Mark Mallman)

at night when i look in the sky and rain falls all into my eye, the street has a secret refrain. it's whispering way down the lane. and the sea in me silently sways. i'm stuck in my romeo daze. alone on the {river grids?}, the bright light just off of the ridge. the town is a mystery here. the end is so distantly near. and sentiment gets in my gaze. i'm stuck in my romeo daze. i'm stuck in my romeo daze. i'm blinded by romance, which easily night vacates in one of these moments. sometimes when the moon is right, she comes from that sacred height and sings of a distant june. the freeway is humming in tune. this city is built like a maze. i'm stuck in my romeo daze. i'm stuck in my romeo daze. i'm blinded by romance. i'm stuck in my romeo daze. i'm blinded by romance, which easily night vacates in one of these moments and sentiment gets in my gaze. i'm stuck in my romeo daze. this city is built like a maze.