I had a vision of a great divine wild morning of broken fresh ground

Massachusetts border, Connecticut fog A minted quarter, a dying dog An intermission, a final blow A heart condition, a crying crow I had a vision of a great divine wild morning of broken fresh ground All desensitized, you were right by my side As the world came crashing down As the world came crashing down Windows open, blinds down A bad decision in a dressing gown A flashing light, a farewell transmission A bad dream, a premonition I had a vision of a great divine wild morning of broken fresh ground All desensitized, you were right by my side As the world came crashing down As the world came crashing down