Dreamstore

Dreamstore

Went to the dreamstore, said
buy me a dream
Somethin’ that plays off the way that it seems

Drank me some coffee, thought
‘Don’t know what it means’
Been draggin’ this chain around so long

There’s a difference between
the way it felt to be
Ridin’ around in a car with no brakes
Sittin’ upside down in an ugly cafe
With some friends that I know
Breathin’ exhaust from the cars below

Just a fraction of time
between the distance
No one remembers how consistent
The beating of, a big bass drum
While everything around you starts to seem dumb
Just have to measure against the width of your thumb
To see if you’ve lost it or you really have come
To the middle of the road

Where the populace waits
with acceptance and smiles
Like at heaven’s gate
And they
thank you for dinner
and tell you who they hate
Can’t help but wonder what everyone says
When you’re not around
Do they wish that you were dead?
Sometimes it seems like
Everything’s stolen
Even the air
or the hand I’m holding

Even the air
or the hand I’m holding