in and out of weeks

with open eyes, i dreamt of horses as they werent there, with their saddles on, with their saddles on, in broad daylight, i dreamt of landscapes, as they weren't there, but i'll stand and stare, but i'll stand and stare, if you wanna be gone, if i'm wide awake, throughouta here, in and out of weeks, and through a day, unraveling, if this mind belonged to a criminal, would you be alarmed, would you, with open eyes, i dreamt of horses falling to the ground, with their saddles on, with their saddles on, and i wanna go, if i'm wide awake, throughouta year, in and out of weeks, and through a day, in broad daylight, i dreamt of landscapes as i wasn't there, but i'll stand and stare, well i'll stand and stare