Patterns Of A Diamond Ceiling (Marnie Stern)

I am not looking to find a pot of gold I will paint you a picture that's inside my head First I must carve out a place Picture yourself carving out a place in a room Now look up there's the diamond ceiling Look up now, this is what it sounds like Around you is a solitude trilogy And glass slippers are on your feet When I say go You'll here the solitude trilogy come in clearly Go Now look down the glass slippers are on your feet This is what they sound like as they meet Now walk in the self-eaters Their sound is much clearer Here So you sit down and start to think of ideas of the north But in walk the latecomers They back shuffle forwards Their sound is weird I am not looking to find a pot of gold The picture in my head is my reward Go Around you is a solitude trilogy And glass slippers are on your feet When I say go You'll here the solitude trilogy come in clearly Go Now look down the glass slippers are on your feet This is what they sound like as they meet Now walk in the self-eaters Their sound is much clearer Here So you sit down and start to think of ideas of the north But in walk the latecomers They back shuffle forwards Their sound is weird See how easy to dream a scheme of sounds in your head We must dream on. We must dream on You see the pieces fall away from the outer shell We must dream on. We must dream on So you see, I am not looking to find a pot of gold The picture in my head is my reward The picture in my head is my reward Go