Why do you dream
Of pearly white gates
High in the air
Where no bird flies
No tree grows
Beyond the sky

Our blue sky

Why do you dream
That worms and dogs
Hills and clouds
Are not like you
Burning light
That never dies

Our blue spinning sky

Why do you leave
A trail of death
Air turns brown
Trees fall down
Burn green fields
And drive on by

Our blue sky

Could you love god
If he didn’t love you
More than rivers
Snakes or wind
Could you share heaven
With black buzzing flies

Our blue spinning sky

What if this dream
You dream with pigs
You dream with dirt
And this is home
Is it so wrong
To love this light
Our blue sky