Wrong Moose Dream Catcher
Climbing
Never worry about
Falling... deep
Falling
All the stones that were
Standing... steep
Standing
All alone no more
Hoping... to keep
Hoping
That I'll never stop
Caring... a fig
Caring
About the things that you're
Fearing... big
Fearing
There will be no more
Dreaming
I'll feed all your needs
I'll be the one you're gonna need
I'll feed all your needs
I'll be the one you're gonna need
Catching
All the eyes that are
Seeing... things
Seeing
Blurry lines that are
Standing... still
Standing
In black shadows and
Hoping... against
Hoping
In times when no one is
Caring... less
Caring
To bring you loathing and
Fearing... intense
Fearing
From the limbo try
Climbing
I'll feed all your needs
I'll be the one you're gonna need
I'll feed all your needs
I'll be the one you're gonna need