Deep blue, heat wave dreams I don't know where they are coming from Marbles under these two feet I don't know which way they're rolling Lying in a field of wheat Where the grass is always growing The sky is one giant jet stream I don't know which way the wind is blowing I like the breeze It's easy and free I ought to be Running down a slope so free Picking up sound and speed Long blue, autumn dreams Planting all the fall rye seed I like the breeze It's easy and free I want to be Like marbles under these two feet I don't know which they are rolling