Kind of blue

Late at night in a field of bad dreams

I breathe like a stallion
an old one it seems

I thrash in my stall
I shoulder that awl

Late at night in a field of bad dreams

scream like a lone one

grasp the last song line
and murder the rows
with my awl of demean
Late at night in a field of bad dreams

I am kinda blue

and you know what that means

late at night in a crazy ass stream

I swim to you

and you know that that means