Gotta See a Man About a Daydream

I could write for you

A song about the warming of september

But i couldn't really give to you

That month in the spring

And i could write for you

Melodies dedicated to the seasons

But i'd be caught behind

Remembering a reason not to sing

And the music would accompany

The words it brings along

Why should i try

How can i try

I can't give you the seasons in a song

I could paint for you

A picture with a swirling world of color

But i couldn't really give to you

The brush strokes of my mind

And in my ticker-tape parade

All the memories of all my failures

Would be summoned in

And made to walk a step or two behind

And models seldom find themselves

In portraits that i've drawn

But i have cried

And not denied

That my colors aren't clear enough in song

You ask of me

What's a word that rhymes with all your confusion

Don't you think that's just a little bit

Unusual to ask

Once you asked of me

Once before what is a word for all your crying

But you were laughing at me all the time

Behind your tragic mask

Now you ask me and my friends

If you can pack and come along

Why should i try

How can i try

If you can follow the honesty in song

So i'll go skipping through

All my daydreams at a thousand miles an hour

And i'll try to sort things out

Into an order if i can

I've got a couple things to do

Before i come and talk to you again

Well i'll meet you in a dream or two

Down by the borderland

I've got a necessary game to play

And changes to go through