Brown-Eyed Dog

Sometimes my flesh entwines
With the bones of your breath
A long ride on an endless stretch
Of abandoned highway
I wake up and there's this dog
Against the slate-gray sky
One brown one blue eye
And there's this beautiful crack in the pavement
Where the grass grows tall
And the wind caresses my face
And I feel like a ghost
'Cause I can hear the people
The passing cars
But I'm all alone
I love your crazy heart
The sacred drum
With these hands I'll dig
A tunnel to the sun
We've got to find a new way
And it's got to be true
It's got everything to do with you
We've got to find a new way
And it's got to be true
It's got everything to do with you