Spiders

The piercing radiant moon The storming of poor June All the life running through her hair Approaching guiding light Our shallow years in fright Dreams are made, winding through my head Through my head Before you know, you're awake Your lives are open wide The V-chip gives them sight Of all the life running through her hair The spiders all in tune The evening of the moon Dreams are made, winding through my head Through my head Before you know, awake Through my head, through my head Before You know Before you know I will be waiting, all awake Dreams are made, winding through her hair Dreams are made, winding through her hair