Little Dusty

Little Dusty
Sunny side of your face in a car waiting
At traffic lights
Summer end, in your head so many traces to recognize
Now that you're lonely
And recall it
You'll be rejoicing
Rid of your worries

Funny names of the streets and a band wandering 'bout the town
On your legs you pretend to take off and then land on the ground

And if you're lonely
And recall it
You'll be rejoicing
Rid of your worries

When fantasy drags and people make you feel bad you should
Remember everything is a jest

When rational beings are getting out of their dreams they should
Bring over some illogical tales

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