My king, don't speak so loud
I might have seen a roaming tiger
Dreams I don't read

My realest sleep never tames them

My king it wears me out
I'm always being chased by
Dreams I don't read
My realest sleep never tames them

Same dream again
Same scene again
Flash into my weary eyes

I step around the corner
there's a car
taking me out to mountains, stars

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