Lyrics:
Thought I was laying in the gutter inMilk cartons and bonesBut I was standing on a mountain topLooking over your homesThought I was laying my garden withMy hands deep in soilBut I was there on an islandShooting flares at your boatThought I was soothing like a violinConfessing new rainBut I was piping like a trumpetFrantic for fameThought I was built like a building's builtIron, concrete and stoneI realize I'm just a hack actorFinished playing my roleYour reading my thoughtsDreams old men dreamIt's just like when we were kidsWe'd lay around wonderingWe try to listen to what they sayThought I was writing for a hundred hoursLooking straight into meBut I was reading on the news paperObituariesThought I was nervous like a mailmanReading your letters, dearBut I was at our anniversaryToasting 30 yearsYour reading my thoughtsDreams old men dreamIt's just like when we were kidsWe'd lay around wonderingWe try to listen to what they sayWe try to listen to what they sayPush my piano outsideI don't care, I don't careBeneath the meteor black skyI don't care, I don't careThe neighbours will complainLet them stare, let them stareWho knows where the time goes?I don't care, I don't careWhat would you think of me if I told youI haven't slept in weeks?I've been up chasing my childhood with a pinThese are dreams old men dream