Dirty On Purpose Mind Blindness
You were dreaming
That Lindbergh and Gehrig were alive
The morning you tried
Your black and white eyes
Were gleaming
And they asked you
How to be like men in hats and suits and ties
In the summertime
Now you dream of light
We burned your body
And spread the ashes in the mountains
That you never climbed
'Cause mountains are high
And gleaming
Until all that was left of you
Was your million dollar smile
Grinning all the while
Now you dream of light
