when the spirits hit the blood stream
my mind begins the dream
she'll be home soon
ill have shit to do
ill get shit for doing nothing
thou i haven't been doing nothing
the rush flows
this generation
generations past and future
spirits flowing
talking tales setting sails
distant surfaces distant stands
we play around the edges of what's important
spending all our lives dreaming in circles
she'll be home soon
the idle dreaming will end
there will be chores to do
it's not her fault
it's not my fault
shit still gotta get done
when the spirits hit the blood stream
the song is unleashed
the dance begins
the light moves over the trees
