In the Hidden Places

Autumn came around like a drifter to an on-ramp
 There were wet leaves floating in gutters full of rain
 Took to walking barefoot around town
 Melodies from grade school kicking in my brain
 Saw you on the crosstown bus today, you were reading a magazine
 I turned my face away and I shut my eyes tight
 Dreamed about the flowers that hide from the light
 On dark hillsides in the hidden places
 The brakes howled and the bus pulled up near my house
 And I got off at the corner
 Pulled my sleeves down over my hands, over my hands
 And I wished I was someone else and I wished it was warmer
 And when I got home I thought about you
 Like a desperate policeman searching for clues
 And I almost passed out just then and I shut my eyes again
 Headed for the dark hillsides, in the hidden places