Staring out of his window as the world rushes by
Arthur Robinson closes the glass and replies,
and the comet is coming between
Me and the girl who could make it all clean
Carrie's down in her basement all toe shoes and twinned
With the girl in the mirror who spins when she spins,
And the comet is coming between
Me and the girl who could make it all clean
I had a dream of a black car that shimmers and drives
Down the length of the evening to the carnival?s side
The comet is coming between
Me and the girl who could make it all clean
In his dream
St. Robinson in his dream.