At My Window (Townes Van Zandt) At my window, watchin' the sun go; Hopin' the stars know it's time to shine. Daydreams aloft on dark wings; soft as the sun streams at day's decline. Livin' is laughin'; dyin' says nothin' at all. My babe and I lyin' here watchin' the evenin' fall. Well time flows through brave beginnings And she leaves her endings beneath or feet. Walk lightly upon their faces; leave gentle traces upon their sleep. Ah, livin' is dancin' and dyin' does nothin' at all. Babe and I lyin' here, watchin' the evenin' fall. Three dimes, hard luck, and good times, fast lines and low rhymes; Ain't much to say. Feel fine, feel low and lazy, feel grey and hazy, feel far away. Ah, livin' is sighin' and dyin' ain't for lyin' so hard. Babe and I lyin' here watchin' a day go by. Copyright Townes Van Zandt DS
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