Tonight: Elvis Perkins in Dearland @ Bowery Ballroom

It’ll haunt you, my honey bee:
Anyone who is anyone has that same dream.
Were you falling,
were you flying
and were you calling out
or were you dying?
Thank god you’re up now.
Let’s stay that way
else there’ll be no mornings
and no more days,
‘cause when we’re dreaming
our babies grow,
the sun shines,
and the shadows flow.
Time flies.
The phone rings.
There is a silence,
and everybody tries to sing.