The office door closed early

The hidden bottle came out

The salesman turned to close the blinds

A little slow now, a little stout.



But he's still heading down those tracks

Any day now for sure

Another day as drab as today

Is more than a man can endure.



Dreams flow across the heartland

Feeding on the fires

Dreams transport desires

Drive you when you're down

Dreams transport the ones

Who need to get out of town.



The boy walks with his best friend

Through the fields of early May

They walk awhile in silence

One close, one far away.



But he'd be climbing on that bus

Just him and his guitar

To blaze across the heavens

Like a brilliant shooting star.



The middle aged madonna

Calls her neighbor on the phone

Day by day the seasons pass

And leave her life alone.



But she'll go walking out that door

On some bright afternoon

To go and paint big cities

From a lonely attic room.



Dreams flow across the heartland

Feeding on the fires

Dreams transport desires

Drive you when you're down

Dreams transport the ones

Who need to get out of town.



It's understood

By every single person

Who'd be elsewhere if they could

So far so good

And lifes not unpleasant

In their little neighborhood.



Dreams flow across the heartland

Feeding on the fires

Dreams transport desires

Drive you when you're down

Dreams transport the ones

Who need to get out of town.



They dream in Middletown.