Corvair

Sunlight in the weeds...I wish that I was blind...to the ghosts dancing in the breeze...blowing through my mind. Got a Corvair in my yard. It hasn't run in fifteen years. It's a home for the birds now. It's no longer a car. Last night I dreamed that I was swimming in a sea. Like always, with everything I went in too deep. Got a Corvair in my yard. It hasn't run in fifteen years. It's a home for the birds now. It's no longer...a car. Got a simple friend out west, and in the blink of an eye, I'd swap him straight, his life for mine...and never wonder "Why?". [CHORUS]