Distant churches white but black against the clouds Bells ringing out So loud Distant fields of silver flowers soaring past Through colored gla** My pulse is fast Debbie takes a drag upon a cigarette And throws it at the sky To fly Like the dreams inside the bu*terfly's mind All the pretty animals once roamed these plains Before we came Indians or trains And before there were zebras there was God And he made love As there always was Karl plays imaginary castanets Never wonders why He tries Like the dreams inside the bu*terfly's mind Distant drums along the river call the dead The sky is red You sleepy head Jesse James once rode along this railroad track Now he's back In a paisley Cadillac When he finally arrives I want to stay here all the time My valentine Like the dreams inside the bu*terfly's mind