Michael Nesmith

Marie's Theme Lyrics







Her only remark was a closing remark

That one sometimes hears between friends

And she began to emerge

Without speaking a word

Into something quite different from him

For she usually would start

Where he usually would stop

And then blissfully wade right on through



Still the ideas unfolded in their perfect array

Only hinting at what lay beyond them

Hidden behind all the logic one finds without Truth



I recall how a carnival meeting in late Fall

Had brought me together with them

With no real direction, but just simple reflection

Of movement as clear as the wind

We both stood there gazing

And not quite believing

Nor willing to change points of view



Still the ideas unfolded in their perfect array

Only hinting at what lay beyond them

Hidden behind all the logic one finds without Truth



So I'm watching another exceptional flower

Beginning to blossom and grow

As yet still unspoken

But with more than a token

Reminder of times yet to go

And the frequent suggestion

Is that time is the question

And not so much which one you choose



Still ideas will unfold in their perfect array

Only hinting at what lay beyond them

Hidden behind all the logic one finds without Truth