| While you were sleeping
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| Your babies grew
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| The stars shined and the shadows moved
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| Time flew, the phone rang
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| There was a silence when the kitchen sang
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| Its songs competed like kids for space
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| We stared for hours in our maker’s face
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| They gave us picks
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| Said go mine the sun
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| And go gold and come back when you’re done
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| While you were sleeping
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| You tossed, you turned
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| You rolled your eyes as the world burned
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| The heavens fell, the earth quaked
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| I thought you must be, but you weren’t awake
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| No, you were dreaming
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| You ignored the sun
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| You grew your power garden
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| For your little ones
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| And you found brides for them on christmas eve
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| They hung young cain from the adam trees
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| And danced
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| While you were sleeping
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| I tossed and I turned
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| 'til I closed my eyes
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| But the future burned
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| Through the planet turned
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| A hair gray
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| As I relived the day
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| While you were sleeping
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| The money died
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| Machines were harmless and the earth sighed
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| Through the wind you swept sound
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| And gravity caught my love around
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| The oceans rose, sang about decay
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| While witches flew
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| And the mermaids stayed
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| Full of dreams, you overslept
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| And keeping with the quiet, through the walls I crept
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| I walked on tiptoe, sent darkness swirling
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| Over all the kitchen in the early morning
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| I’ll never catch up to you
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| Who sleeps so sound
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| My arms are useless
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| My heart beats too loud
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| To go to sleep
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| My mind’s too proud
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| To bow out
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| While you were sleeping
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| The time changed
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| All your things were rearranged
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| Your vampire mirrors face to face
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| They saw forever out into space
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| And found you dreaming in black and white
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| While it rained in all the colors of the night
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| I watched the tvs
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| Memories
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| Championships
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| Vanished to sea
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| Can it be,
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| My honey between you and me So I waited for the riddled sky
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| To dissolve again by the sunrise
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| And I’ve made a death suit for life
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| For my father’s ill widowed wife
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| Did you have that strangest dream before you woke?
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| 'cause in your gown you had the butterfly stroke
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| Did it escape you like some half told joke?
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| When you reached for your plume of smoke
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| It’ll haunt you, my honey bee
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| Anyone who is anyone has that same dream
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| Were you falling
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| Were you flying
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| And were you calling out
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| Or were you dying
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| Thank god you’re up now
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| Let’s stay this way
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| Else there’ll be no mornings
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| And no more days
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| 'cause when we’re dreaming
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| The babies grow
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| The sun shines
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| And the shadows flow
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| Time flies
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| The phone rings
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| There is a silence
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| When everybody tries to sing |