Pat Garvey      Well somewhere the sun today's soakin' up a cornfield dry   But it's shining a love song on some snowy clouds   And I know my fingerprints will be brushed away   By the hard plate every day of the century      But the other night when you cried and you woke me up   Just to tell me of your bad dream   I held you close to be of some avail   Tryin' to hold the wind up with a sail      We turned again and stood upon that gentle land   It's a vulnerable drum of old moss and sand   We could rise up another hot naked wall if we stand tall   We can face it again, it's the same old wind      But last night when you cried and woke me up   Just to tell me it's all a bad dream   I tried to hold you to be of some avail   Like tryin' to hold the wind up with a sail      Whenever you cry and wake me up and tell me you know   That it's all a bad dream   I want to be there to hold you to be of some avail   Tryin' to hold the wond up with a sail