There was a time when I was young A boy with bold ambitions There was a time when I could tell the crooked from the wicked one
There was a song that someone sung A hint of recognition There was a time I knew you well enough to know you won't be gone
Come with me tonight Tell me how it feels to be alive
There was a time I had respect A name, a reputation There was a time when I could watch myself without being disgraced
Come with me tonight Let us find a place where we can hide Come into the light Let me show you how we stay alive
[spoken] The word incubus means to lie on And it was believed that any heavy feeling in bed Such as a weight pressing down on your chest Especially accompanied by nightmares Was a sure sign that an incubus had attempted To have nocturnal intercourse with you. Given the religious fervor of the middle ages It's not altogether surprising that The idea of a demon lover was believed to account for this phenomenon.