After all the dreams started
Words just showed up on the page each day
Looking for some company
A single point on which
To rest their heads paralyzed
And squeaky clean dull and flat a bit of shade to slim
There was no sign
The change was fixed
Tumbling down in sympathy outsides
Run against the grain in streams
After all the dreams started
Words just showed up on the page each day
Speaking volumes out of turn upside down
Sinking into shade paralyzed
And squeaky clean dull and flat a bit of shade to slim
Looking for some company
A single point on which
To rest their heads
Dark and flat against the page
Wading deep in muddy shade
And the quiet of the change
When all the dreams started
