Little Yellow Box

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In this dream that I once had it was raining babies but I wasn't shocked by that I watched them fall I watched them crash they flooded the streets and ran down the cracks I laughed myself awake again my curtains are all pulled but the light keeps sneaking in A grain of salt an open sore a good head start one foot out the door I couldn't possibly begin to explain I couldn't possibly begin to say more I couldn't possibly begin to believe that it was possibly me dulling yet bold in sequence and all ideas dance like lovers across the floor this heaviness is soft again once more and making light of thoughts before Songtextepeering lazy at the doorway whose peeking lights are searching for me with every passing second time means less acknowledged even less when half way in it and in an instant the sequence ends the same night I dreamed again it was the same thing only with full grown men they did not splash although they filled the sky when they crashed out came inside this make believe is mean now and again my curtains are not pulled but I never opened them an open hand or shield and sword such simple things are valued less then ever before I couldn't possibly begin to explain I couldn't possibly begin to say more I couldn't possibly begin to believe that it was possibly me dulling yet bold in sequence and all ideas dance like lovers across the floor they speak to me candidly the sequence resumes well I hope you don't but if you say I can relate, I've felt the same way well ho yeah wont you demonstrate i'm sure you'll know just what say well I hate that part of me and if you truly felt the same you'd be at home face to face with hesitation patiently still contemplating your own death each day Aus Songtexte Mania