Swing

Swing
I wish that you and me would be
inside of a rubber dream
i wish we'd walk and i wish we'd swing
down to the sunshine thing
i got you and i want my head
i look like i come in death
i don't doubt your word
i don't doubt your word
and it had to be inside my rubber holy dream
it means, it's good.
and it seems that i should go on
back to where i've been it seems i've gone
i wish i'd seen it all
inside my covered hole
i think i seen my head
i think i seen my head
i wish i'd seen the time
i wish i could walk in time
i'm making sense in my own way
and i dragged you all the way