Catcher Song

Well the ropes are taut And the stories have all been caught There's a frost-cover drawn on the shore And the catcher still seems to want more Through the real and through the unreal Not what you see but what you feel And what transpires here And what I hear transpires And it falls, falls, falls And it falls, falls, falls It rises up, it rises up And it falls, falls, falls I just want to break even I just want to pa*s on through Like a ghost through a household tune Under the light of the early dusk hues Navigating and dealing extremes Is not what at first it seems And I keep my ship tight and true For the next time that I will see you And it falls, falls, falls And it falls, falls, falls It rises up, it rises up And it falls, falls, falls