And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins
of time, far past the frozen leaves The haunted, frightened trees, out to the
windy beach Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow Yes, to dance beneath the
diamond sky with one hand waving free Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the
circus sands With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves Let me
forget about today until tomorrow Has there ever been prose half as beautiful
written for a song. [Mr Tambourine Man verse 4]
I can’t say how poetic it is since I suck at that type of stuff, but:
Pail Moonlight seems like something you could catch, in a pail. ;)