text: All the way home we felt we had a chance
  To review the coulds before we were born
  And to invite a new game of cant’s
  Absorbed in the clouds, a voice from afar said
  “With the right device you can make a pattern grow
  Or you can tune up your car”
  So we stayed on the train admiring the time
  As the lights of the city drew near
  We drank a little wine
  They were blurry and green, outer space in between
  With a depth and a form unclear
  Then we saw it up ahead
  A flickering lantern lit up on the tracks
  In the rugs that had covered up the bridge
  From the banks of a river
  To the bed of a valley upstream
  To the place where you live
  The glass from the lantern cast back the sight
  Of a drive-in movie we drove by below
  We saw where we’d been in the pictures within
  Projecting all the places we would go
  So we followed the scene and flowed up your steps
  To a smooth wooden floor in a trance
  The train whistle melody wove through the trees
  And in through the door to signal the turns of a dance