The Fugue Lyrics

Walking down the street on a warm summer afternoon

The sun made the trees shine bright

The Devil's face in every shop window, pale as the moon

Gave the day a sort of sickly light

Walking to a corner shop and looking through the door

A man behind the counter on a stool

Behind him was a row of jars of something in liqueur

And something like a painting of a ghoul

A visiter in some unearthly realm, I stood outside

Within the edifice of human thought

Walking round the corner of the street, I spied

A girl of pulchritude and leaves a nought

She passed me by like sticky breezes in a bottle

And disappeared like madness through the air

I thought the choking asphalt air had come to me to throttle

And I, the foolish victim, unaware

The park of cars appeared to keep on never going

So, in the shade I watched the throbbing pall

So, I became the trees and the ever-all-unknowing

And I melted in behind into the wall

Does anyone have the time?