i wake up and look upon your painted eyelids the world is your oyster and the trash bags are your kids the ceiling is invisible there s a bird sinking through the sky and every hour that passes is teaching me how to cry because it s lonely here in the ugly part of town the buildings are all vacant and the telephones are down there s a police siren singing like a tiger with no skin the sewer drain is glowing and i don t know what state i m in and the river is on fire there s chemicals and debris and all the roads are blocked off because they re just too hard to see so cancel my appointments and set up a whole new show because i m in need of a good hot meal and a life to call my own so get me a plate of money and get me a blanket and a chair the limitations are limitless they re floating through the air because it s real and it s true the things i see in you and there s nothing i wouldn t talk about you re the clearest dream that ever drifted by