HYDROXYZINE DREAM from BLUE DANCERS by Cheap City

Who am I?
Who is she?
What’s this vision of love that seems to be in my dreams?
Am I asleep?
Or, am I “asleep?”

First she’s standing on the docks.
Then I’m drowning in the water.
Then I’m crashing into rocks.
Then she’s back there getting smaller
Then I’m lying in bed.
What is it that she said?
Am I alive?
Am I dead?

At night, when the world is low,
I’ve got no places to go.
Alone with secrets that nobody knows,
I buried your note in a place that no one goes.

I’m a lab rat. You’re a bureaucrat.
I’m all hypocretin. Can you get to that?
I’m a time bomb. I’m a panic attack.
You’re adenosine. You’re all laid back.

I can’t hear what anyone is saying.
There’s a beat that I can’t find,
And everyone is swaying.
Then a crystal ball shatters. Everyone scatters.
Then the hand in my head says that there’s another ladder.

At night, when the world is low,
I’ve got no places to go.
Alone with secrets that nobody knows,
I buried your box in a place that no one goes.

I’m a lab rat. You’re an alley cat.
I’m all caffeine. Can you get to that?
I’m a time bomb. I’m a panic attack.
You’re tryptophan. You’re all laid back.

The checks I sent to her:
Each one was signed with blood.
The bank sent each one back
Marked “insufficient funds”

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