when i had this dream
i was laying in a hole
when i had this dream
you know i felt a little out of control
i was laying in a hole and i couldn't get out
i didn't have a ladder
nothing to do, i had nowhere to go
so it really didn't matter
these are the things that i dream in my hole
these are the things that nibble away
these are the things that i dream in my hole
these are the things that nibble away at my soul
when i had this dream
i was flying in the sky
when i had this dream
looking down i saw that i had died
flying in the sky and i couldn't come down
for i had left my body
suddenly see that there are others like me
the say "welcome to the party"
these are the things that i dream in the sky
these are the things that will always remain
these are the things that i dream in the sky
these are the things that will always remain when you die
i'm never quite sure if i'm dreaming when i'm having a dream
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