Fletcher Durbin

Red die fall to the bottom

Like movies making great cinema

Being the spiral

Like dreams inside my dreams

What's the difference

Telling them seems like more work than it's ever worth

Throw the book and I'm giving up again

CB calls from the graveyard

Passing on the news of

Tomorrow's bad weather

A dream inside my dreams makes all the difference

Gluing up the pages

Is anything right

Getting up again..