Dream:
At a big pool with Kim and Rebecca. We talk about going to Salt Lake City. Then we go to this novelty shop to get Loogies (energy pain killers, miracle ooze). Then I'm trying to get back to Cockeysville on foot- out of the shop, through the castle, up the elevator, but of course I keep leaving my things everywhere- bag in the shop, purse in the elevator... Finally I get the purse out, head towards Towson, come out the other side of the underpass. The clouds are purple. Jeff Purser says, "my kind of clouds- gay, mellow, and blue." Then I'm trying to get out of a door without stepping all over 1st graders' artwork, which is all over the ground. The teacher comes out to see what's going on , and she was talking to Rob, the UPS guy. Then I'm at a table with Tom, Rob, Matt, and Ian Anderson. We're sitting at a table writing down the chords to the Chateau D'Isaster Tapes and trying to remember the lyrics. Then I woke up.
There's a beauty livin' next door to me
I watch the men come and go
They don't stay long
She won't let them
If you come back she'll just tell you, "No, go home."
And I know why you keep tryin'
To find warmth in those cold grey eyes
And I know why you keep hangin' around
But I'm telling you she is no prize
She's just a beauty.
I see her almost every day
Around the neighborhood
Men stare after her
And I've got to wonder
Should I warn them... no, it won't do no good.
And I know why you keep tryin'
To find warmth in those cold grey eyes
And I know why you keep hangin' around
But I'm telling you she is no prize
She's just a beauty.