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Astral Plane

Track 12 - 4:37

6.4 MEG



I was making a pot of coffee
thinking aloud to the cats
I'll use the cup she gave me
lo! these many years ago

and holding onto the old blue handle
slowly recounting my dream
I took a sip and wondered
was this only make believe?

but she wasn't telling me the answer
in my sleep I still know her as a dancer

hey baby what'cha doin'
on the astral plane tonight?
hey baby where ya goin'
on the astral plane tonight?
we couldn't keep ties in the light of day
with physical lies getting in the way
but now and again she drops by to say...
"hello, my dream lover"
and so I'm thinking of her

all through the work
of a broad grey Friday
in the moments when I was alone
those vivid splices
of an undercover world
rewound and played
like a foreign motion picture
on days like these
she's a regular affliction

hey baby what'cha doin'
on the astral plane tonight?
hey baby where ya goin'
on the astral plane tonight?
we couldn't keep ties in the light of day
with physical lies getting in the way
but now and again she drops by to say...
"are you doing alright? Do you feel okay?"

A very rainy afternoon
and I'm alone in the park
and I am standing near a tree
(with very bumpy purple bark)
it seems it's easy to climb
(sort of out of the rain)
and as I'm crawling through the branches
it's surprisingly dark

There is a knock upon a door
(quoth the raven: nevermore)
"don't behave as though you never
really loved me before"
well this is quite a surprise
"whatever are you doing in a tree?"

(well, he could ask the same of her
but sort of what point would there be?

So you've graduated college!
"So you've gone and grown a beard!"
(and all their further interactions
were extravagantly weird)

hey baby what'cha doin' 
on the astral plane tonight?
hey baby where ya goin'
on the astral plane tonight?...