Out behind the Safeway
Just before the flood
Huffed some cans of spray paint
And began to vomit blood
One more night in this town
Is gonna break me, I just know
Hang on to your dreams 'til someone makes you let them go
Stumbled on down Indian Hill,
Tail between my legs.
Sick taste in my mouth
Folger's crystals and hard boiled eggs
If I can't run away tonight
I don't know what I'll do
Hang on to your dreams 'til someone beats them out of you
Do what you have to do
Go where you have to go
When the time comes to loosen up your grip, you'll know
Called my friend in New York
Three thousand miles away
Halfway through her metamorphosis
Nothing I could say
Hoard my small resentments
Like rare and priceless gems
Hang on to your dreams until there's nothing left of them