The brilliance of my fleeting mind Chimes like voices in foreign caves It chimes in time - takes me where I'm going Alone my fleeting mind is knowing Believe it when I pin it down And that's not hard to forget With my hands upon my knees You will steal from my fleeting mind Remember all our words they are just smoke rings in the rain: That's just a poem in brilliant places But poets, they are too grim They steal like party thieves from crowded rooms To rhyme their homes with better places The brilliance of their minds Will seek with never knowing Alone my fleeting mind is knowing Believe it when I pin it down And that's not hard to forget With my thought like sifting leaves I believe in my fleeting mind.
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