Delta (Live At The Wiltern)

Waking
Stream of consciousness
On a sleeping
Street of dreams

Thoughts
Like scattered leaves
Slowed in midfall
Into the streams

Of fast
Running rivers
Of choice and chance
And time stops here
on the delta
While they dance
While they dance

I love the child
Who steers this riverboat

But lately he's crazy
For the deep

And the river seems dreamlike
In the daytime
And someone keeps thinking
In my sleep

Of fast
Running rivers
Of choice and chance
And time stops here
And it seems as if time
Stops on the delta
While they dance
While they dance. . . (repeated)