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    I woke up one morning in Chicago and wrote this down. I then
    recorded it in a small cassette ecorder. I was anxious about an
    up-coming flight. I hadn?t flown in 4 years ? I?d given it up. It
    was September 8th, 2001 and the next morning I flew into New York
    City. I was scheduled to fly out 9-11.
     

        Coyote?s Dream (Tim Grimm)

        Last night I had a dream- it started with a coyote?s scream
        Maybe you?ve heard a coyote?s cry- sounds just like a baby?s
        gonna die
        Out of these hills there rolled a mist- a fog so thick you could
        drown in it
        Around the world, all the lights went out- like something in the
        Bible was going down
        Nothin? would work if you plugged it in- nothin? would start or
        drive again
        Nothin? would shoot, nothin? would fly- all the little screens
        went dead inside

        But the sun still shone and the wind still blew
        Nothin? had changed between me and you

        Men in business suits who had never prayed-
        cursed the Lord and spoke his name in vain
        All day long you could hear their screams- thinkin? they were
        livin? in a devil?s dream
        I?ll tell you what God had done- he?d leveled the field for everyone
        He?d gotten tired of the few runnin? the game- left the rich and
        poor all the same
        He?d gotten tired of the killin?- tired of the waste- tired of
        the smoke blown in his face
        Tired of the children eating alone- tired of the nurserys and
        the old folks homes

        But the sun still shone and the wind still blew
        Nothin? had changed between me and you

        The grass grew long, the clouds rolled in- life in the meadows
        got wild again
        Water in the streams got clear to drink- with nothin? plugged in
        you had time to think
        Yeah, time to think, time to sigh- time to kiss your babes goodnight
        Time to sit on the old porchswing and look out on the world as a
        holy thing
        Last night I had a dream- it started with a coyote?s scream
        He was over the hill, maybe a mile- I opened my eyes and began
        to smile

        But the sun still shone and the wind still blew
        Nothin? had changed between me and you

     

        © 2001 Steel Cabinet Publishing BMI

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