St. Robinson In His Cadillac Dream lyrics

Staring out of his window as the world rushes by Arthur Robinson closes the glass and
replies, "I dream of Ballerinas and I don't know why but I see Cadillac's sailing I
was born on the shores of the Chesapeake Bay But Maryland and Virginia have faded
away And I keep thinking tomorrow is coming today So I am endlessly waiting And the
comet is coming between Me and the girl who could make it all clean Out there in the
shadow of the modern machine Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream. Carrie's down
in her basement all toe shoes and twinned With the girl in the mirror who spins when
she spins From where you think you'll end up to the state that you're in Your
reflection approaches and then recedes again And the comet is coming between Me and
the girl who could make it all clean Out there in the shadow of the modern machine
Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream I have dreamed of a black car that shimmers
and drives Down the length of the evening to the carnival side In a house where
regret is a carousel ride We are spinning and spinning and spinning and now...
There's a hole in the ceiling down through which I fell There's a girl in a basement
coming out of her shell And there are people who will say that they knew me so
well... I may not go to heaven I hope you go to hell And the comet is coming between
Me and the girl who could make it all clean Out there in the shadow of the modern
machine Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream."