Wondering Boy Poet
Tobin Sprout, Robert Pollard
[Verse]
Dream on, child of change
Throw your javelin through the sun
Pierce the heart of everyone
Though we push to slave the days
This is not reality, this is just formality
The cup is only being filled for the chance to have it spilled
[Chorus]
Flowing just like the days
Sailing just like the days
Flowing just like the days
Sailing just like the days
Flowing just like the days
Sailing just like the days
Flowing just like the days
Sailing just like the days
Flowing