bob mould
dreaming, i am
Wire cage with rope and wooden framing doors behold Prancing for the camera in some monthly centerfold It's the loneliest I've been so far Someone left the golden door ajar  Innocent they stand and picking up across the ground Hope to clear a path in garden this whole year around  When they all line up When they all line up  Chicken surely knows that fox so well Chicken understands that fox so well Over the fence and down the field  Runs that fox so sly Stealing embryo Take those golden go Dreaming, I am  Try to fly in desperation, wings come into view Nicotine is from my system, assistance Sleep, I have been sleeping for so long Run with safety underneath the feet they so adore Hen suspects the fox on guard beside the golden door  Sweating from my system I'll make across the wall I'll tumble down the wall Dreaming, I am