While Dylan Grew Whiskers

Took a two week vacation
From pushing goats
To traverse some foreign land
On a diet of oats

And in the backseat by badlands
We hear a lone tambourine
Shaking out rhythmical passcodes
It quakes my memory

While Dylan grew whiskers
Listening to Scissor Sisters
We talked about scars and blisters
While Dylan grew whiskers

There was a submarine sandwich
Suspended in air
Above a man in a poncho
Playing solitaire

He whispered, How did you find me
I've been missing for years
And when we motioned to answer
He broke into tears

While Dylan grew whiskers
Listening to Scissors Sisters
We talked about scars and blisters
While Dylan grew whiskers

The sabbatical ended
On a soaking storm beach
We had sand in our pockets
And soil-blackened feet

It was a cantaloupe sunset
That conquered the scene
And that echoing tide pull
Washed over our dreams

While Dylan grew whiskers
Listening to Scissor Sisters
We talked about scars and blisters
While Dylan grew whiskers

While Dylan grew whiskers
While Dylan grew whiskers
While Dylan grew whiskers
While Dylan grew whiskers



Credits
Writer(s): Ivan Raczycki
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