I had a dream last night Of smashing a stone into another man's face There was nothing of his nose or his eyes or his teeth His blood splashed on my chest And as I hoisted the stone above my head With your hand on my shoulder you spoke to me But I never did hear what you said A telephone rang And in Detroit, in an abandoned mansion A policeman was strolling, he was warning me And at the foot of my bed he sat smiling, expectantly So I took the birthday belt from my jeans Slashing leather across his cheek As I swung and I swung once again His skin bloomed like a flower hungry for the Spring I had a dream last night I walked the road with my father's feet And I could see everything I ever wanted Just floating in space I had a dream last night Of you on the floor on your hands and knees And my fingers were strumming inside of you And you had a microphone in your face I had a dream last night You were on a train going East Over mountains and tunneling into the Earth You had gone away And when you'd traveled as far as you could You turned and looked back and you waited for me But I was too fragile and frail to follow you So I just waved like the sea