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  1. Crossing

From the recording DREAM TRACKS

Words and music © 2013 by T.V. John Langworthy

Lyrics

I was walking backwards
when I got to a hotel
Subway lines on my pillow
The day was a fog

Handprints on the window
Lipstick lips on the mirror
I made my move
to get out of there

(Chorus)
Bobbing and weaving
Weaving and bobbing
I’ll wake up
I was just dreaming

A lemonade stand
became a voting booth
It started flying
I jumped in my car

I went to the circus
but it was closing
Clowns were crying
The ring master screaming

(Chorus)
Bobbing and weaving
Weaving and bobbing
I’ll wake up
I was just dreaming

Reality does make
hypocrites of us all
Doesn’t matter if
you’re short, stout or tall

The circus crumbled
A song rang out of tune
I started running
into the fog

I crossed the street
and shots rang out
The guns never stopped
It was a shootout

(Chorus)
Reality does make
hypocrites of us all
Doesn’t matter if
you’re short, stout or tall

A train whistle whistled
I bobbed into
an intersection
A coffee shop was open

Was the fun
about to begin?
Everything started melting
I woke up sweating

(Chorus)
Reality does make
hypocrites of us all
Doesn’t matter if
you’re short, stout or tall

Bobbing and weaving
Weaving and bobbing
I’ll wake up
I was just dreaming

Losers lose
Winners win
There’s everybody else in between