Infinite Arms

I had a dream

I had a dream

That I was your neighbor

About to give birth

And then everything

Was really hurt

And I was so lonely

I didn't see It's like

Living in a movie

Twisting the plot

My friends and family

The little things I've got, I've got

When my thoughts drift to you

I love the morning

I like to listen

To 4am birdies

Begging to feed

Now there's something here before me

A figure, I think

Isn't there a warning

Or something to drink

My god, my god

When my thoughts drift to you

These mended bones

The storms approach

Ever so slowly

Out on the sea

There's an animal below me

Lack of control

Others came before me

Others to come, to come

When my thoughts drift to you