Meet me in the cross wise In the form of the right word Where on the safety ramp covered in snow my fantasy is real Night letter becomes my waking day Remember a sound came first I'll take what cloud I've got Meet me in the cross wise In the form of the right word Below the pink firmament Above the black road Night letter becomes my waking day Remember a sound came first I'll take what cloud I've got Flying around somewhere Flying around somewhere Don't disappear me if I live creek side Creek side