Dreaming again of a train track ending at the edge of the sea
(Big black cloud was low and rolling our way)
Dog at the barbed wire barking at my buzz cut friends
(Friend with a switch blade shining in the summer rain)
No one on the corner had a quarter for the telephone
Everybody bitching there's nothing on the radio
Dreaming again of a city full of fathers and their white clothes
(Chattering boys and a chicken at the chopping block)
All of us lost at the crosswalk waiting for the other to go
(Didn't find the field but, boy, you're really waterlogged)
Someone bet a dollar that their daddy wasn't coming home
Everybody bitching there's nothing on the radio
Dreaming again that it's freezing and my mother's in a flower bed
(Long dead rows of daffodils and marigolds)
Changing her face like a shadow on the ground [Incomprehensible]
([Incomprehensible])
No one lives forever and the devil never sleeps alone
Everybody bitching there's nothing on the radio