In A Dream I Saw You Walkin — Like A Kid Alive And Talkin — That Was You.
In The Classroom You Were Teachin — On The Streets You Were Policing That Was You.
To The One I Now Know Most — I Will Tell Them Of Your Ghost Like A Thing —
That Never, Ever Was.
And All That Ever Mattered Will Some Day Turn Back To Batter Like A Joke.
Behind Thin Walls You Hid Your Feelins — Take Four Legs To Make A Ceilin Like A Thing.
In A Dream I Saw You Walkin, With Your Friends Alive And Talking — That Was You.
Well I Saw It In Your Movement — And Even Though You Never Knew It —
Well, I Knew, Just How Sweet It Could Be — If You’d Never Left These Streets.
You Had Me Worried! So Worried — That This Would Last…
But Now I’m Learning — Learning That This Will Pass…
