The crayons are being repo'd from cocoons
The clouds learn to suckle from lead straws
The crowd gives applause--sign applause
Signs say "Last chance for gas next 50 miles."
Done waiting for Brothers Someday and Somehow?
I'm ready, and I hope you're willing, the time is now!
So come out! Let's
dream a million
stars in color!
Dream a million
stars in color!
Who's that at the Horizon Exchange?
It's Dunce on daddy's high horse,
To help steer a rainbow off course
Signs say "Last gasp for change next 50 miles."
Done waiting for Brothers Someday and Somehow?
I'm ready, and I hope you're willing, the time is now!
So come on and
dream a million
stars in color!
Dream a million
stars in color, color!
A million stars in color
Dream a million
stars in color!
Come on and
dream a million
stars in color!
