Shannon & The Clams — Into A Dream

I don't know what this could mean.
The barns are gone: only vines I see.
I don't know,
Is it gonna be there?
Where's Mister Bill and his dusty dog?
Outddor bathtub and his truck is gone!
Well I don't know,
Are you gonna be there?
Into a dream!
Into a dream!
Into a dream!
Into a dream!

Oh my gosh,
am I in a dream?
I can't hear the peacocks scream!
I don't know,
if it's gonna be there.
Where have the chickens and the bunnies gone?
The prize geese swimming in the scummy pond?
Well I don't know,
if it's gonna be there.
Into a dream!
Into a dream!
Into a dream!
Into a dream!

Is this home?
Is this home?
Lonely leaves of mary jane
where the dog-tail used to stand.
Moles have stole my mom's topaz,
dropped in the field from my hand.
I'd hold old Stan and Ollie's eggs if I had the chance!

I don't know what this could mean,
the wrecking ball has bashed it clean.
I don't know
if it's gonna be there.
The dog graves are still haunting at the edge of the field,
I'm comforted by this 'cause I know it's real!
Well I don't know,
if it's gonna be there...
Is it gonna be there?
Is it gonna be there?
Is it gonna be there?
Is it gonna be there?
Is it gonna be there?
Is it gonna be there?
Is it gonna be there?
Id it gonna be there?
Is it gonna be there?
Is it gonna be there?