Story of the Egg

Lemonheads are playing down the street

I don't have the wherewithal for Godspeed

But they're still near and dear to me

Give this little string another pull

Living in the realm of the irrational

I am so very rational

Off the railing, up the ceiling

Tell me that I'm dreaming

Hold a candle to the ceiling

Tell me that I'm dreaming

Arch your back and skip me like a stone

Think that if you call my name I'll run home

I'm alone, yet I'm not alone

How much more can the cosmos take?

Something is off-kilter with this table leg

Put that bird back into an egg

Off the railing, up the ceiling

Tell me that I'm dreaming

Off the railing, up to the ceiling

Tell me that I'm dreaming