Barrett 14th November 1970
“It Is Obvious” (Barrett)
It is obvious
May I say, oh baby, that it is found on another plane?
Yes I can creep into cupboards, sleep in the hall
Your stars - my stars, a simple cot bars
Only in an impulse - pie in the sky
Mumble listen dolly drift over your mind - Holly
Creep into bed when your head's on the ground.
She held the torch on the porch,
She winked an eye.
Reason it is written on the brambles
Stranded on the spikes - my blood red, oh listen:
Remember those times I could call
Through the clear day time - be there...
Braver and braver, a handkerchief waver
The louder your lips to a loud hailer
Growing together, they grow to each other
No wondering, stumbling, fumbling
Rumbling minds shot together,
Our minds shot together...
So equally over a valley, a hill, wood, and quarry
Stood, each of us crying
A velvet curtain of grey
Mark the blanket where the sparrows play
And the trees by the waving corn stranded
My legs move the last empty inches to you
The softness, the warmth from the weather in suspense
Mote to a grog - the star of white chalk
Minds shot together, our minds shot together...