Lyrics Great Lake Swimmers – I Was A Wayward Pastel Bay

I was a wayward pastel bay, with a prized pelt
That at times huffed in the moon, overcome, and felt

Ten thousand branches loping through
One minor constellated patch

There goes another one, another one
There goes another one, and another one

I didn’t know you when you were asleep
But you woke and told your dreams to me
What was seen and things that it could mean
That sense of rifled air
Shivered my sharp ears and tail

Incision in the viscous night
Slit fabric on a movie screen
A pool of hard reality
Fly away quick with feathers cold
Sand through the funnel, and flown to the fold

There goes another one, another one
There goes another one, and another one