Now come to where imagination exists A little black, a little white, a little gray, a little twist Everything's bliss, though my nature resists I'm breaking down, I'm breaking through, I?m breaking off, I'm breaking this No explanation as I dress the canvas The world is much nicer when the world's anonymous It's all paper clouds raining blue snow on a gummy buffalo I've been dreaming of gummy buffalo And believing that's just the way it goes They've been scheming the sounds we don't know I've been dreaming about gummy buffalo It's a state of mind, somewhere to fall A place to live, a place to die, a place to run, a place to crawl And yet I seem to be getting nowhere at all Give it up, give it in, give it a try, give it a call I walk the corridors, walk the shores, walk the floors Take the doors that can lead me to the roars And all the sounds that are coming from the show of the gummy buffalo They said watch this, watch this Here I can cover my mistakes, rewind and try again If I get spooked out I wake myself up and then I?ll take a breath, close my eyes, re-enter in This little world of gummy buffalo that never seems to end