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