Night at the Johnstown Flood

Somewhere
The gravel under the trees
Form a tunnel
Where the creatures greet us
Maybe they need us

We don't see them anymore
Cause you and I
We covered our eyes
Nothing dear, is in our dreams
There’s something old you left in me

Somewhere waiting
A person conditions
Less star watching
Dream walking
Can stay up
All night

And I don't see you anymore
The sun's so bright
Try some shade for a while
Nothing to
Hold to in our dreams
There is something old
A part of me