Cyrus The White Rabbit

walking
just walking
expecting to fall
I walk on
it’s all like a dream
being washed away by the waves
it will never stop
and if I am dreaming
I never shall wake
never
never
I never shall wake
never
never
I love the candle-holder you gave me
inside sits the pink one
you found at the rummage sale
it sits crooked like your smile
always crooked like your smile
I can no longer touch you with my blood-stained hands
it’s all on the floor in puddles
in puddles on the floor
I can no longer touch you with my blood-stained hands
on the floor in puddles
blood-stained hands on the floor in puddles
it’s only distance
it’s only distance
just three thousand miles
lover
somewhere in Kansas like two kites flying
I’ll meet you there like two kites flying
that’s where I learned to fly
walking
just walking
expecting to fall
I walk on
being washed away
being washed away
it’s all like a dream
it’s all like a big powerful dream
it will never stop
expecting to fall
I walk on
I walk on
I have no excuses
the words are there
and I am here
and you are there
three thousand miles from a smile
it’s only distance
love
it’s only distance
soon I’ll be there
I’ll meet you there
it’s only three thousand miles
walking
just walking
expecting to fall
I walk on
so where is home
it’s where you are
so where is home
it’s where you are