Hazey Jane I

Do you curse where you come from?
Do you swear in the night?
Will it mean much to you
If I treat you right?
Do you like what you're doing?
Would you do it some more?
Or will you stop once and wonder
What you're doing it for?
Hey slow Jane, make sense
Slow, slow, Jane, cross the fence.

Do you feel like a remnant
Of something that's past?
Do you find things are moving
Just a little too fast?
Do you hope to find new ways
Of quenching your thirst?
Do you hope to find new ways of doing
Better than your worst?
Hey slow Jane, let me prove
Slow, slow Jane, we're on the move.

I do it for you,
Sure that you would do the same for me one day.
So try to be true,
Even if it's only in your hazey way.

Can you tell if you're moving
With no mirror to see?
If you're just riding a new man
Looks a little like me?
Is it all so confusing?
Is it hard to believe?
When the winter is coming can you
Sign up and leave?
Hey slow Jane, live your lie
Slow, slow jane, fly on by.


[credits]
Bass:Dave Pegg
Drums: Dave Mattacks
All tracks by Nick Drake
All brass and string arrangements by Robert Kirby
Engieer: Joe Wood
Produced by Joe Boyd for
Witchseason Productions Ltd.