On the way back home...How long did it seem?3 days or 4? snow glazed all the treesMy mother held me... like a motorc ycle, so warm...We sang melody...Campin out all night... slow moves in the light...Of all the things that you've seen...Was the motorcycle so warm you sang melody?At that moment I'd know... just how close we could beAnd though it always was mine... it always seemed new to me10,000 colors in all... eyes like caves on my cheeksTo all the people i've loved... don't think po or of meIt wasn't till I woke up...That I could hold down a joke or a job or a dreamBut then all three are one in the sameA nd all then are one in the sameAnd all us are one in the same