It's too easy to call this "The never-ending curve",
especially when the graphics shows a road curving to the right,
with trees leaning to the right.
But she's singing about her dreams, holding on, carrying, a lot of dream word-play.
Now, I might be a little hard-core when it comes to lyrics and stage presence,
and that might come from eating at the $2 all-you-can-eat buffet at noon,
when strippers would be onstage during the day.
But I would be very interested, very very interested,
if you ever did something called "My Wet Dreams" or "Our Wet Dreams".
My wet dreams might be literal, and our wet dreams is mixing it up a little.
There is a lot of wetness in this world that doesn't get enough lyric coverage.
In Gaelic, watt is wet and water is watter,
as if this washes away my wet dream content of this reply.
These are photos that look like different wet dreams for me,
with one road curving off to the right.
Seeing this major highway that leads to the border crossing at Buffalo,
isn't a wet dream, more like a night-mare about our falling economy.