I Was a Wayward Pastel Bay - Great Lake Swimmers

Great Lake Swimmers - I Was A Wayward Pastel Bay
I was a wayward pastel bay
with a prize pound
Many times I feel in the mood
overcome and fell
Ten thousand branches looping through
One minor constant luded patch
A limping and broken branch
Confused and slightly out of reach
I think I saw it did you
I think I saw it too
There goes another one
another one
There goes another one
and another one
I didn't know when you were asleep
But you wake
and told your dreams to me
All the scenes and things
that it could mean
That sense of rifled air
but my short beers in tear
In sage and in the viscous night
Slip fabric on a movie screen
a boulevard reality
Fly away quick with feathers cold
Send through the funnel
and flown to the fold
There goes another one
another one
There goes another one
and another one