Some stones need smoothing

Sometimes I watch ripples

And sometimes they echo

Wishing on luck

Doesn't just work

Got my telescopic vision

Says thing are really different

And I get ready for nothing

Just the same disappointment

Just the doctor on vacation

Could hit my funny knee

With a hammer

That and more

Excuses galore.

Angels can stay in their places

Stay in their caves

Holding onto crystals

And I have a heart for shiny things

Oh I have a heart

Leaping and dancing

I have a place where diamonds are

So

You know I am always at home

You can dream with a dream

So

You can be a dreamer

A dream girl

It never makes for a good swim

But it's heaven

It is

I got the American Dream

And nobody knows

They can't see it

Even though

So

If you weren't sure

And I am.

I was never much for bubble gum

Not a gob stopper fanatic either

Sugar has to be right

Rolling around on her

Sugar hides the light by her bedside

Taffy 

Now that's more like it

Now she's taffy

She has many flavors

Including water melon

And in the summer I'll be there

Watching the boats go by.

Blue skinned witches in black

On the lake side

There eyes hard to see

Under the cat's eye moon

Mixing the waters by the waters

Delving into the blue light

Seeing something 

Past the something

That had fooled the masses

Even the masses.

Mixed World.

No prison makes sense

And behind bars

And the hearts

Held in chains

As the animal lives

It desires one thing

Brains

Brains

Lots of brains.