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Date of issue: 17.03.2002
Record label: Warner Music UK
Song language: English
Dreams |
No idea of the time at all, I had a dream about a bicycle |
Just the chain and pedals, not much detail, I recall |
Choking on the Tylenol, my whole throat’s on fire |
I drink as much as I can drink, I feel dire |
The meaning of the dream is missing, watching TV won’t find it |
The book some little shit nicked, that would have deciphered it |
My mind’s stinging, sky’s chinking in, I might dip the blinds a bit |
As channels change, time flicks, while I’m thinking |
Sweat in every pore, clothes soaking and stewed |
Then freezing cold and a shivering flu |
Searing pain through to the back of my throat, sipping soup |
My eyes hurt from all the tripping too |
I put the covers back and swallow, swallow and feel hot |
Why am I having this dream about this bicycle? |
What? |
My mind’s trying to slip me the wisdom it’s been thinking |
But my body isn’t in the spirit to listen |
My dreams teach me which dreams I need to seek |
Reveal the deceits I speak but keep believing |
But dreams speak in speech, scream and squeak to me |
Which is the reason I’m weak to see what I need |
The drugs are creeping in, they’re easing the grief |
Relieving the fever, only leaving a week to use |
Getting easier to deal with, it’s getting easier to breathe |
I could even heave weed |
Do two more of these beans, three of these |
I’m breathing easier and I’ve seen what the dream means |
The bike in my mind, the wheels are wheeling but I can leave it be |
Settle on the channel pleasing me for once on the TV |
I see what I asked of, I release the laptop |
I’m not so madly cold, that’s gone |
Pull the covers back, chuffed I’m over that |
The answer was on my lap, I read it on the Net that |
Says a dream about bicycles means you’re reeling 'round in cycles |
And you need to leave things behind you |
And I’m not filled with questions any more |
I feel much better and blanker |
The answer I kept asking for was to stop requesting answers |
My dreams teach me which dreams I need to seek |
Reveal the deceits I speak but keep believing |
But dreams speak in speech, scream and squeak to me |
Which is the reason I’m weak to see what I need |
My dreams teach me which dreams I need to seek |
Reveal the deceits I speak but keep believing |
But dreams speak in speech, scream and squeak to me |
Which is the reason I’m weak to see what I need |