Come and bring your stereo
Come and bring your stereo
And lay down on my pillow
Down into a dream, we go
Down into a dream, we go
You never know where we'll go

Under the shelter of a willow tree
Sam and I awoke where we were once sleeping
The bed that we lay upon is chamomile
And it smells like bubblegum for real
Skunk and owl and doe
Gather 'round my radio
Oh
Then with a resonance that split the earth
The skunk cried a call like one I've never heard
And from the crevice, a cuckoo clock emerged
And from it, a little wooden bird
It spread apart its beak
And time began to speak

I'll gift you one, two, three
Songs as old as me

Come and bring your stereo
Come and bring your stereo
And lay down on a pillow
Down into a dream we go
Down into a dream we go
You'll never know where we'll go