Tonight I dreamt we found a fair of wonders. Where the future and the past cannot contain. We were greeted by a spell that took us under. And laid down in a field that revelades.
From a town in Louisiana on the wrong side of the tracks. Came a rowdy ragin' Cajun by the name of Rupernac. He was harder than a hickory long and thinner than a rail.
I traced my footprints through the sands of yesterday. Back the way I came I was returning. And then I saw me standing just across the river. Just across the bridge that I?d left burning.