Vision

Vision

Wake with a cry in the night
Got some bills to pay
Got some things to say
This vision is a fright
Got places to be; got people to see
And he's running in the night
trying to take flight
Both feet off the floor
but they're still glued to the ground
And he's leaving tonight
Hope the kids will be alright
But he missed the flight
to take him from this town

Crash and burn, turn after turn
There is just no way
But who am I to say
that my way is the way?
So, sweet dreams and fly away

And the vision comes again
At the window sill: gonna throw up still
But the wind picks up just then
Spreads his arms to fly
Mess up another try
And he's running in the night
trying to take flight
but the wind's not enough
to get him off the ground
And he tries with all his might
Tries to get it right
But they still call him
the crazy of this town

Quillan Roe: Guitar, Vocal
Mike Brady: Bass, Vocal
Jeff Tranberry: Banjo