there was a flash in the night at the window
the clouds were grinding like steel
and the paper sky tore to the morning
and the monsters were driving the wheel
and we listened and gazed at the crash and the cackle
of thunder that broke through the sky
and we stitched up the seams on a beautiful dream
and a bird on a string drifted by
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
and I walked down the sidewalk in sunlight
and the branches they wove overhead
and the plastic toy cars on the highway
looked like children that nobody fed
winding along with the bright beaming headlights
weaving on roads through the sky
we stitched up the seams on a beautiful dream
and we're trying to learn how to fly
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
the clouds were grinding like steel
and the paper sky tore to the morning
and the monsters were driving the wheel
and we listened and gazed at the crash and the cackle
of thunder that broke through the sky
and we stitched up the seams on a beautiful dream
and a bird on a string drifted by
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
and I walked down the sidewalk in sunlight
and the branches they wove overhead
and the plastic toy cars on the highway
looked like children that nobody fed
winding along with the bright beaming headlights
weaving on roads through the sky
we stitched up the seams on a beautiful dream
and we're trying to learn how to fly
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream
in a beautiful dream