Only Colombe     (Clark)


The warm wind will not blow tonight
For the the fog enshrouds the landing light
As she said she might have heard a bell tolling
Though a gold ship sails her clouds and dreams
Through the crashing seas she finds it seems
That the shore she's looking for is hardly showing
Oh what is this song she's singing
Oh could it be for someone, bringing her, her everything
Her paralytic agencies
twist their tongues into philosophies
As petite Colombe asks only what she's been stealing
The tapestries that drape her walls
And the heroes she has witnessed fall
While the hallway leaves them all blank to the ceiling
Oh again this song she's singing
Oh could it be for someone, bringing her, her every dream
Beneath the deep and broken wall
The reflecting glass of time it falls
Through the crack she said she heard the ocean calling
The foghorn cries profanity
At the master of insanity
As she watches ruins, neading me and sobbing
Oh again this song she's singing
Oh could it be for someone, bringing her, her everything


Gene Clark "Echoes" 1991 Columbia Records
Outtake from Gene Clark With The Gosdin Brothers 1966