In the country of unfinished dreams there’s one that still skips like a wreck there’s one that still skips like a record you left in the sun. In the country of unfinished dreams there’s one that still skips like a little girl playing in the summer Saturday sun. In the country of unfinished dreams there’s one that still skips like a rock on the river there’s one that still skips like a stone on still water and it sinks down into the mouth of a monster and you wake up in terror and you wake up and wonder well maybe […]