Vernal Lyrics

He'd been reading her some Rilke

As she fell asleep with her head on the pillow

And she dreamed a real long drawn out kind of dream

They were staying in a little backwater motel

Fresh off some lake she wasn't familiar with

Surveying down at the boat landing

An elderly couple called to them

Saying "won't you come on out for a cruise?

As they set off the water kept rising

Up to her knees

Up to her neck

When she woke everything was surprising

It was all just a dream

He'd been reading her some Collins

And they had so many covers over them

She could hardly turn under all the weight

Filled with dreams of bees and honey

Their bedroom seemed a wide open meadow

With vistas of hitchhiker weeds

That could only be trespassed

On a good day, like the first of spring

Or in a brief moment of freedom that sprang

Up to her knees

Up to her neck

When she woke everything was surprising

It was all just a dream