Chimes like voices in foreign cars
It chimes in time - takes me where I'm going

Alone my fleeting mind is knowing
Believe it when I pin it down

And that's not hard to forget
With my hands upon my knees
You will steal from my fleeting mind

Remember all our words
They are just smoke rings in the rain:
That's just a poem in brilliant places
But poets, they are too grim
They steal like party thieves
From crowded rooms
To rhyme their homes with better places

The brilliance of their minds
Will seek with never knowing
Alone my fleeting mind is knowing
Believe it when I pin it down

And that's not hard to forget
With my thought like sifting leaves
I believe in my fleeting mind