From the recording The Gilded Sound

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Lyrics

Heartbrother and the Dream

We get along, make no mistake
Every word’s a wave, a good idea about to break
I had a dream, the dream of the century
Heart brother come, come and rescue me

I felt the wind on my psychedelic skin
No one can tell where the tattooed marks begin
The sun is like a staring eye
Just strong enough to see the love of the evil passing by

In the dream-world of the picaresque
Slump a thousand Blakes across the desk
My mind is playing dirty tricks on me
It won’t let me live, won’t set me free

I felt the wind on my psychedelic skin
No one can tell where the tattooed marks begin
The sun is like a staring eye
Just strong enough to see the love of the evil passing by
Just strong enough to see the love of the evil passing by