| Fade up on the scene
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| As he wrestles with the dream
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| In the in-between place
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| Not awake, not asleep
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| Such a waste. |
| His sunken face
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| Frozen in a scream
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| Hypnotized by the click click click
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| Of poker chips on the TV
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| Falling
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| All-In
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| And the dealer reveals a card
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| Reach for the remote but he’s so far gone
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| Just give up and leave it on
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| Noises bleeding into one
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| Voices speak to him in tongues, rain beating like a drum
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| Can’t shake the awful feeling;
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| They’re feeding on his blood!
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| Can’t get up, can’t get out
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| Too much doubt to overcome
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| Too much lost, shut the door, cut em off
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| No cure but to batten down the hatches
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| But when the night falls
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| There’s a storm in the mattress
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| The ship gets blasted by the wind and the downpour
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| No map, no captain, no order, no course
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| No path towards morning
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| Or witness to the end
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| Another victim of life, a prisoner in this bed
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| Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
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| Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
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| Can’t get to sleep so the dream never ends!
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| Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
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| That’s deep. |
| How deep? |
| It’s deeper than Atlantis
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| The tide drops before the surge
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| Bonded in his words
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| Everything is terrible, unsettled
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| The earth trembles
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| Splinters into fragments, missing and imbalanced
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| Secrets of the deep
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| Make him rage against the sheets
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| Used to think it would be beautiful to never rest in
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| (Peace!)
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| But God is an insomniac who never gets to
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| (Sleep!)
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| Another victim of addiction to scripted
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| (Reality!)
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| There’s no Survivors in the Real World
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| Just Greed and Jeopardy
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| Re-occurring dreams of murder scenes and skirting the police
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| He did the dirty deed, surely destined to be
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| Hung by the Jury the verdict is reached
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| The sentence is set
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| No mercy, no pardon, no appeal, no rest
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| No escape from the collection of his unforgiven debt
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| No stay of execution from the judges in his head
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| Keeps looking at the time but the night never ends
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| When you’re caught up at the border of the living and the dead
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| Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
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| Can’t get to sleep so the dream never ends!
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| Caught up at the border of the living and the dead!
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| That’s deep. |
| How deep? |
| It’s deeper than Atlantis |