Nervous words and empty motions
Claim symptoms just too plain to pass
I don't know where you think you're going
But you have drained my love at last
Tomorrow I'll be slowly moving
I can't waste all my days the same
Don't stop to think of where I might be
Don't stop to figure who's to blame
The clock chimes four you'll turn again then
To take pursuit of empty dreams
My sensitivity is dying
You're bound to some day think of me
So now this house has grown too small
Don't think of how it used to be
You say you live now in tomorrow
And there I sense you don't see me
Note: Kind soul gazzaw2004 added Gene's Clark's great song "That's Alright By Me" onto youtube, making sharing it irresistible.
I rearranged the order of the verses for the page as a tribute to Gene's earlier, bolder effort reordering Bob Dylan's Mr. Tambourine Man lyric on Firebyrd.
Gene Clark's talent was precious and endures. And but for the sky there are no fences facing.
That's Alright By Me -- Gene Clark (Link)