The camera’s on
The colour’s wrong
The column’s in the hollow arm
And all the chromosomes won’t fix this bet
I speak to them
They speak to me but no one speaks very clearly
Clearly there’s a walloping misstep
And I’m not blowing off steam
When I esteem my own cross for a day
And I’m not crossing a stream
When I dream my own dream for a day
You catch the mouse and watch it
Strive like a canonball in the twilight sky
The weight and gravity attract the light
I speak to you
You speak to me
But no one speaks very clearly
Clearly there’s a message beyond the night
And I’m not clutching at straws
When I esteem my own cross for a day
And I’m not crossing a stream
When I dream my own dream for a day