Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Hiding in a Dream



I’m running down a tunnel and everything is black.
Clickety-clack.  Clickety-clack.
Slipping on the scales of a railroad track.
Clickety-clack.  Clickety-clack.
Trying to find my way, but the fog is thick.
Clackety-click.  Clackety-click.
Cannot get my footing, ‘cuz the ground is slick.
Clackety-click.  Clackety-click.

Where I am going, you cannot follow.
Hiding in a dream.  Not back until tomorrow.
Where I am going, you cannot follow.
Hiding in a dream.  Not back until tomorrow.

I hear a breathy noise, like a wheezing yak.
Clickety-clack.  Clickety-clack.
Can’t see him in the fog, but he’s about to attack.
Clickety-clack.  Clickety-clack.
Feeling on the ground, I find a half-eaten stick.
Clackety-click.  Clackety-click.
Spinning round and round until it makes me sick.
Clackety-click.  Clackety-click.

Where I am going, you cannot follow.
Hiding in a dream.  Not back until tomorrow.
Where I am going, you cannot follow.
Hiding in a dream.  Not back until tomorrow.

Noises up ahead, so I try to backtrack.
Clickety-clack.  Clickety-clack.
Fiendish in the fog, so I give it a whack!
Clickety-clack.  Clickety-clack.
A swing and a miss, but then something grabs me quick.
Clackety-click.  Clackety-click.
My arm is in a vice, so I give it a kick.
Clackety-click.  Clackety-click.

Where I am going, you cannot follow.
Hiding in a dream.  Not back until tomorrow.
Where I am going, you cannot follow.
Hiding in a dream.  Not back until tomorrow.

Now he’s tied me up and stuck me in a sack.
Clickety-clack.  Clickety-clack.
I can hear the train.  I’m gonna have a heart attack.
Clickety-clack.  Clickety-clack.
If you die in your dreams, do you die in real life?
Clackety-click.  Clackety-click.
I see the light through the burlap and …
Clackety-click.  Clackety-click.

Hiding in a dream, now there’s no tomorrow.
Lost in my brain where no one can follow.
Hiding in a dream, now there’s no tomorrow.
Lost in my brain where no one can follow.

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