The Snow Goose Paroles

Pale and rare and footloose
Will the joys that tempt me
Soon turn and kick and stab

[Chorus:]
In the dream I am running
Down a street of molasses
In the dream my feet gain no ground

I must take some measure
To pursue my treasure
Guided by confusion
My compass through the storm

If I call her sister
Manfully resist her
Believe my own illusion
Or will passions warm

[Chorus] By some fawning friend

Then my glass would shatter
And my mind would scatter
Being so mistaken
The world must end

In the dream I am running
Down a street of molasses
In the dream my feet gain no ground
In the dream I am calling
But there's never an answer
In the dream my voice makes no sound