The Dreaming Of Plums

Hey
Can you see me through
The cracks in the trees
Hey
Why am I down on my knees
Hey
Has the whole world turned on me
Hello
Are you listening
This ain't the holiday that I know
Christmas is supposed to be cold
Man waves a weapon on the highway again
We're getting use to seeing people losing it
You can't be at your best
If you can't catch your breath
Hold my heart up to your head
And see the world now
And all of its flaws
I know
There ain't no fuckin Santa Claus
Push it
Beyond boundaries
We're being pushed yeah
To be more than we can be
Hey
You can call me Santa Claus
If you want to
Hey
Come with me to the edge
This ain't the holiday that I know
Then again
Christmas is supposed to be cold
Pushing
You keep on a pushing me
Pushing beyond sanity
The drumming of their drums
The dreaming of plums
Perhaps this was all a dream
My sugar plum come to me
The drumming of their drums
Oooh the dreaming of plums



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Hovdesven, Patrick Greenberg, Phantom Headlights
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