Echoes Gene Clark

On the streets you look again
At the places you have been
Or the moments that you thought, where am I going
Though the walls are like the dead
They reflect the things you've said
And the echoes in your head continue showing

Near the castles you can build
Out of dreams you half fulfilled
Won't keep out all of the ill wind that is blowing
And you look, still, for a trace
Of an opening in a place
Where you find the life that you were used to knowing

You can walk out in the night
And be sure that it's all right
To exaggerate the world that's only being
You can watch Regina dance
Through the crystal panes of glass
Yet you know that there's so much that she's not seeing

Still, you hold one precious thought
After all this time you've sought
That she might be just protecting what she longs for
And her eyes are veiled with black
'Cause she plays she can look back
At the love she wanted so but says is no more