Bad Dream – 14th August 1984

I had a feeling of content in my dreams of sin
I dreamt of an existence where I must surely win
The blackness turned to white, silence seemed to wait
The cruelty seemed so far away ’til I was screaming hate

I fell into traps but only fell so far
Drunk all I could drink in a never-ending bar
Smoked all I could smoke out of a continuous box
Surrender! Surrounded by four doors without locks

I had a bad dream and sinned so many times
I join up all the dots and don’t draw any lines
So what conclusion can you bring from my rhyme
Caught in a bad dream with proportions out of time

I fell into traps but only fell so far
I drove alone, international side affect slur
Pretty pictures daunting realism effect
They are only too real, perfect – perfect