No End

They said that it was snowing In astounded tones upon the news I wonder why they're always so surprised 'Cos every year it snows Frozen images of snowploughs As they churn along the motorways I haven't had no boots to wear Or any loot to spare for days and days I've traveled more than forty miles today I must have grown some wings It's strange how time just seems to fly away I can't remember things In a world of my own they say and who can blame Them, they're just not the same I've known about it all along, though I thought I was all wrong and it's such a shame Why don't you have any brushes any more? I used to like your style I see no paintings anywhere And there's no smell of turpentine Did I really have no meaning? Well, I never thought I'd hear those words from you Who needs a meaning anyway I'd settle any day for a very fine view I couldn't even tell you all the changes Since you saw me last My dreams were like the autumn leaves They faded and they fell so fast In fact as you say the snows are here And how the time it slips away But I'm glad you did pa*s by I think I'll have another try, it's another day The day and then the night have gone It was not long before the dawn And the traveling man who sat so stiffly In his chair, began to yawn Having kept me here so long, my friend I hope you have a sleeping place to lend But the painter he just smiled and said "I'll see you in a while, this one has no end"