Porcelain (Portastudio version)

A darker garden this, though pale with beauty
In the louring of the rain
How I long to break the silence
Where the moths and tigers play

Driving through the forest in the empty afternoon
A Japanese car stalled inside a glade
But the world is porcelain
Yes, the world is porcelain

And the quiet nights with the friend who could not stay
Left the future all sundazed

Alice, Jude and Laura singing
All our friends have come to stay
They are laughing in the sunlight
Where the criss-cross fountains play

Sunlight on the empty house and sunlight on the fields
The cul-de-sac, the law, the tracks, the lane
But the world is porcelain
Yes, the world is porcelain

Still the evening will not come here
And the stones are cracked and warm
And the pool is filled with sunlight
Still the evening will not come