In my dream last night everything was so brightnI could barely make you out through the lightnIn my dream last night there was no sound to your sightn& all your comforts were subtitled white on whitennPut a penny on a railroad tracknFor you to pick up on your way backnHow can it be that you are gone to staynnIn my dream last night anything that you'd writenWould unravel & lift like a mist out of sightnBut in my dream last night I guess you seemed alrightnYou weren't scared or anythingnnPut a penny on a railroad tracknFor you to pick up on your way backnHow can it be that you are gone to staynnAll the rain on the day that you diednI've never seen the reservoir so highnI guess this is as close as it gets to goodbye