Из альбома: Provisions, Fiction and Gear
Riding in the backseat again
To go and visit a strangers friend
Crammed in between the deranged
The mood is scientific and strange
In my dream last night,
you and I had come back to life in my dream last night
We pulled up to some trees by a house
The car turns off and we all get out
Walk inside and you're standing there
Your face is hidden by your long hair
In my dream last night,
we had come back to life in my dream last night
You led us to the back yard
We drank gin and smoked in the dark
While one by one we're led to the woods
Where nothing's left misunderstood
In my dream last night,
you and I had come back to life in my dream last night