Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Logic Of Dreams , by - Promoe. Release date: 03.03.2009
Song language: English
The Logic Of Dreams |
| With the logic of dreams and the science of sleep |
| I decipher what I’m trying to see |
| See through all the lies and deceit |
| This is what I write when I’m too tired to speak |
| With the logic of dreams and the science of sleep |
| I decipher what I’m trying to see |
| See through all the lies and deceit |
| This is what I write when I’m too tired to speak |
| I open my eyes I must have fell asleep |
| In the studio with this loud beat on repeat |
| Shit, what time is it? |
| Look at my phone |
| That’s right, I switched it off just to be left alone |
| So I check my computer and it’s after midnight |
| Hours must have passed since I told Astma «Sit tight.» |
| Now I’m ready to record with my raspy windpipe |
| If I could just remember that other half I did write |
| Feeling like I crawled inside the music |
| Underneath that layer of skin |
| Running over keys on a piano where you sit |
| Kneeling in a prayer for my sins |
| Then the studio transform into a stage and all I hear is the crowd booing me |
| 'cus I’m forgetting all my lyrics |
| So you pinch me to convince me that I ain’t dreaming |
| But I just can’t get rid of this feeling that |
| Maybe my life ain’t what it seem to be |
| What if it’s true that sleep’s the cousin of death? |
| Maybe someone is just dreaming me |
| Then I hope she’s not about to wake up yet |
| Maybe my life ain’t what it seem to be |
| What if it’s true that sleep’s the cousin of death? |
| Maybe someone is just dreaming me |
| Then I hope she’s not about to wake up yet |
| No, not yet. |
| I just wanna finish this song |
| Stretch it, try to make every minute this long |
| I just can’t understand how living is wrong |
| So I’m a keep breathing until the rhythm is gone |
| But this rhythm of the night lingers on till the break of dawn |
| Astma- Rocwell pass that bottle |
| Let me take a sip of the potent potion of the liquid beats overflowing |
| The Molotov cocktail |
| Taking me back to that state of subconsciousness |
| Am I asleep or awake? |
| Floating in mid air |
| I vision a face |
| And it’s talking to me |
| Suddenly it starts shifting its shape into someone I recognize… |
| It looks like KRS |
| I don’t know exactly why |
| But I’m telling him this |
| I’m not a blunt getting smoked that can’t wake up |
| I’m a dream and I hope that she won’t wake up because |
| Maybe my life ain’t what it seem to be |
| What if it’s true that sleep’s the cousin of death? |
| Maybe someone is just dreaming me |
| Then I hope she’s not about to wake up yet |
| Maybe my life ain’t what it seem to be |
| What if it’s true that sleep’s the cousin of death? |
| Maybe someone is just dreaming me |
| Then I hope she’s not about to wake up yet |
| Turn the music down lo-o-ow |
| So she doesn’t wake up no-o |
| Turn the music down lo-o-ow |
| So she doesn’t wake up no-o |
| Turn the music down lo-o-ow |
| So she doesn’t wake up no-o |
| Turn the music down lo-o-ow |
| So she doesn’t wake up no-o |
| Maybe my life ain’t what it seem to be |
| What if it’s true that sleep’s the cousin of death? |
| Maybe someone is just dreaming me |
| Then I hope she’s not about to wake up yet |
| Maybe my life ain’t what it seem to be |
| What if it’s true that sleep’s the cousin of death? |
| Maybe someone is just dreaming me |
| Then I hope she’s not about to wake up yet |