It was just a dream I had that one of these days I won't go mad and
You people would tell me what you think of me
I sure know my life ain't bad but it's not like the TV ads and
That is not the way I wanted it to be
What to do now, hear the new sounds, hear me out in key
What a special lesson you can't see
Isle site and canopy, oh, what this place won't mean to me
Don't you worry now about the next stampede
Smaller friends will meet again but never talkers see again but
Nowhere to be found is the dark in me
What to do now, hear the new sounds, hear me out in key
What a special lesson you can't see
Sparkling ice on Landing Street, it's to me and the concrete
I slip and fall as one into the shiny street
Never mind me, I'm not well, someone tells me "burn in hell" and
I just find it best to turn away
What to do now, hear the new sounds, hear me out now