I haven't been myself in years now
I hate to think that I have let me down
Sliding on tracks of my own tears now
If I could finish just one goddamn song
It wouldn't take long before the whole thing derails
In delight sheltered from the hail
Ain't it a life of foolish hunger
You twist your own arm just to feel it burn
When he's wrapped around you for the meantime
You drift into a thoughtless dream of fight
You know it by the sight of your efforts growing pale
On a night drenched in bitter ale
Was it a crack of lightless thunder that pulled you from a weightless imagery
When you find yourself you wonder
Do you wake him just to tell him what you've seen
You know it's just a dream but what really does that mean
Just a dream what can it mean