Woorden: Cadaverous Condition. ...And Then Forgotten.

"everything is alright" you said
"it was all just a joke" you smiled
and I felt happy, I felt released
but as I woke this dream did cease

yet Carcassonne was never so far
Sandra and a swastika

it's all so dog damned real
your words cut me down
wake me when it's over

I see you in the mirror lying naked on the bed
you closed your eyes and dreams take you away

"everything is alright" she said
"it was only a joke" she laughed
I felt so happy, I felt released

but as I woke the dream deceived

I mess up the days of the week
the radio rocks me to poisoned sleep

I see you in the mirror lying naked on the bed
you closed your eyes and dreams take you away
why do I so often think about what could have been
when it is not
it all just sounds like Nine While Nine