Can you hear the wind singing
In a world so fresh and clean?
You put two moons up in the sky
Is it all a dream?
The rain was falling Sunday morning
On the unforgiving ground
We drank two more cups of coffee
Then you got up to leave
Take me south of the border
Where the rules have all been changed
Mixing mundane with surreal
Is it all a dream?
The books I've read are on the table
Same old records on a shelf
I pick one out without seeing
Lower the needle to the groove
Can you hear the wind singing
In a world so fresh and clean?
You put two moons up in the sky
Is it all a dream?