That day that I say I woke up to find a heap of mist I wake up that day with a shark Not knowing if I’ve been asleep for moments, minutes or millennia
I look around, all plants have lived it and died Did you spiral in the sink? They are livid and dried Even in the glass, he looked at me He says weaver can’t be flied And I care about dream The terrible thing that I did in that dream The thing that woke me up
I ask myself, did I do that terrible thing only in my dream? Or is the dream simply a hard brink bit of self-deception When in I dream that I only did the terrible thing that I did In a dream
What part of the dream is true? What part of the truth is a dream?
I throw out the coffee to drink the soup But there are wonders I have to know I run this happening I launch myself like a jet pilot jerkin himself from the doom in the far earth below I throw myself through the door I fall down the hall I turn up through the steps Turn up through the steps
Round the corner, stumbling and flailing Fumes and exhaust, blackened fluid smoke below it Running for the bus I cry Oh God bless love I have been on that non-stop Happiness
In that terrible dream The terrible thing I did in that dream The thing that woke me up I ask myself, did I do that terrible thing only in my dream? Or is the dream simply a hard brink bit of self-deception When in I dream that I only did the terrible thing that I did In a dream In a dream In a dream
What part of the dream is true? What part of the truth is a dream? What part of the dream is true? What part of the truth is a dream? What part of the dream is true? What part of the truth is a dream?
What part of the truth is a dream? What part of the truth is a dream? What part of the truth is a dream?
Round the corner, stumbling and flailing Fumes and exhaust, blackened fluid smoke below it Running for the bus I cry Oh God bless love I have been on this all night non-stop I have been on this all night non-stop Happiness Happiness Happiness Happiness