Catcher Song

Well the ropes are taut

And the stories have all been caught

There's a frost-cover drawn on the shore

And the catcher still seems to want moreThrough the real and through the unreal

Not what you see but what you feel

And what transpires here

And what I hear transpiresAnd it falls, falls, falls

And it falls, falls, falls

It rises up, it rises up

And it falls, falls, fallsI just want to break even

I just want to pass on through

Like a ghost through a household tune

Under the light of the early dusk huesNavigating and dealing extremes

Is not what at first it seems

And I keep my ship tight and true

For the next time that I will see youAnd it falls, falls, falls

And it falls, falls, falls

It rises up, it rises up

And it falls, falls, falls