Parsons

Missoula, Montana

1984

The year of big government taking over

The river gleams with sunlight

New wave bliss under patchy fog tonight



The strands of your hair fell

Opened your eyes, the start of a spell

The perpetual-movement gleam in your eye

Cutting your hair, length of your stride



Plain, so plain

Just look the other way

Do you want to stay and stay with me?



Walk home from work, bitter and cold

No 4X4s spinning out of control

But nothing much gets over these mountain tops

Snow in the street and the moon in the sky

Is like a fish's eye, scaly and grey,

Its rays and this cigarette are lighting my way

I walk home from, it's bitter and cold

And I'll never know what it's like to grow old



You're plain, so plain

Just look the other way

Do you want to stay and stay with me?