Last Goodnight

I saw you, old friend, on the TV screen tonight
Telling your two week stories that wander out of sight
St. Michael watched, we heard you fly so high
Singing your rainy daze into my last good night

If I had read my law books, we had never made a sound
If we made any promises, we never wrote them down
The last note played, I turned my head around
And in our northern galleries, the white walls seemed so brown

You didn't sing for anyone
You didn't have to say
You look so well, you sound so strong
You feel so gone away
I could not wish to keep you round
I just don't work that way

To a small hotel in Germany, I put down my guitar
For another warm and easy ridе, it set us down too far
From an old grey room across the sеa, I played the news to scar
We stood down for the first test, let us lie the way we are

You didn't sing for anyone
You didn't have to say
You look so well, you sound so strong
You feel so gone away
I could not wish to keep you round
I just don't work that way