travelling late east i let my ass feast on the first of the morning light and from the leaves of the whispering trees greet the i yet to write though the scenery in the element is stale and the sky enigmatically gray i was off on a daydream this song that you gave me yeah i m gone yes i m gone gone away so long believe it i m gone feel it now believe it tomorrow your song on the tip of my tongue speaks in words words that i borrow if i leave would you follow hold on to something she said repeats in my head it keeps me from sorrow over the hills and beyond the familiar i ll make you the june of the day and the ink that it was i spilled out just because my muse is so far away though the scenery in the element is stale and the sky enigmatically gray i was off on a daydream the song that you gave me yeah i m gone yes i m gone gone today so long believe it i m gone feel it now believe it tomorrow your song on the tip of my tongue speaks in words words that i borrow if i would leave would you follow hold on to something she said repeats in my head it keeps me from sorrow so long i m leaving i m gone the tip of my tongue it s something she said repeats in my head i m gone yes i m gone so long believe it i m gone feel it now believe it tomorrow your song on the tip of my tongue speaks in words words that i borrow if i would leave would you follow hold on to something she said repeats in my head it keeps me from sorrow hold on to something she said repeats in my head it keeps me from sorrow