Dream

I had a dream that I died
And I was a ghost
And I appeared to Randy Yost
And I said «Hello, Randy»
But he didn’t see me
And I appeared to David Thornberry
And I said «What's going on? Where’s Rusty? Can’t you hear me?»
But he didn’t notice
And Ron Harris
Moved out his house
Staring at a sports magazine
I didn’t say anything because I knew I couldn’t be seen
Wherever music is
Or people are
Festivals or carnivals, rummage sales
That’s where I’ll be
That’s where I’ll be
I had a dream and I died
I was a ghost