Forget Bad Dreams (G A C D)
I forget bad dreams
I look smaller than I am
and everyone’s young
and cups of coffee talk like the whisper songs you swallow

someone young is a judge
terrible taste living bold and unafraid
fear is ordinary
and to be visionary
you must sneak away through the leaves so unassuming

I forget bad songs
the best can clear a room
nobody knew
and paying attention
is cheaper from the easy room
so I’ll be leaving soon
when I’ve split enjoyment into
hate and devotion
I’m turning up the tension

and would somebody sing with me
the soul escapes in anonymity

careless of your perfect lover
your heart escapes with distraction
pay more attention to the
laws of attraction
I’m breaking and boring
I’m empty and waiting
I’m trying but not wholehearted enough

and my head’s in the clouds
my feet in the mist
that fell over me as I crossed over the sea
stepping down on this side what was left of me?
I could admit, only everything
but I’m not quite committed to swearing
I’m fucking scared shitless of
everything inside me
my past and my body
play cruel tricks on me
at night reinterpret that nothing is real
forget all my dreams and go right back to sleep
and act in accordance with ancient programming
the age of my body is right to have babies
it’s sending me messages like pop-ups on screens
and I can’t quite ignore them
but I don’t quite agree

and my soul escapes in a crowd
with everybody singing loud
it’s the union of physical beautiful spiritual whimsical ethereal phenomenon
it’s a high plane we’d all like to die on
but for now let’s just visit
it’s a hot bed to lie on
it’s a beckoning ear
a relation to cry on
you can reach and be reached
it’s a dream you can try on
you can be a lover and a friend to rely on

so let’s just sing till our voice is tired
cry till our eyes are dry
sigh till we’re out of sighs
and touch till we’re
satisfied
and won’t somebody sing with me
the soul escapes in anonymity

the program explains your life away in code
I live away a random embrace
I’m good at forgetting
I’m getting older than I look
unless you look me inside
but nobody bothers
if I’m looking for someone to bother me
to forget me, to upset me
it’s soooo easy
and my soul is old
it’s a fantastical magical fictionable bewitchionable sensational idealistical story told
and I lose it in a crowd
with everybody singing loud
I become one with the clouds
the mystery shining proud
and looking away is not allowed
so everybody sing loud

let’s just sing till our voice is tired
cry till our eyes are dry
sigh till we’re out of sighs
and touch till we’re satisfied
sing till our voice is tired
cry till our eyes are dry
sigh till we’re out of sighs
and touch till we’re satisfied
sing-tired, cry-dry, sigh-sigh
touch till we’re, touch till we’re, touch till we’re satisfied
sing-tired, cry-dry, sigh-sigh
touch till we’re, touch till we’re, touch till we’re satisfied
sing-tired, cry-dry, sigh-sigh
touch till we’re sat-is-fied