27 enero 2010

my dream was realised (but I was sleeping)

they never met, the singer and the swinger
she walked in, they walked around each other
fighting for the mirror and smiling
she was awkward
I was tongue tied
she was goofy

and she aspired to perfection as a hipster
and she asked me
how should I wear my problem hair
my dirty, no good problem hair?


she asked me
I blew it
I knew it

I always wonder how things could've been
I wouldn't waste time dreaming about me
spend every second day just
dreaming how the first one ought to be
my dream was realised but I was sleeping
I was sleeping

I caught the girl, her eyelids started to flutter
and in my arms
she passed out cold, are you okay?
just lie still you'll feel better

what happened? I want to go home
feel better
where am I, what have I got on?
feel better
you say that but how do you know?
feel better
who are you, what do you want?

I always wonder how things could've been
I wouldn't waste time dreaming about me
spend every second day just
dreaming how the first one ought to be
my dream was realised but I was sleeping
I was sleeping
I was sleeping
I was sleeping



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