Verlaines Only Dream Left
I'm labeled unbred, on sight unclean Got a message from home, saying it don't exist no more Cos we're sick of the sight of you using so freely the door
Got a bunch of good friends, they treat me so well They pay me a lot of money, but it's under the thumb But it keeps me in a crowd, and I don't have to speak to anyone, anyone
But it comes to the point, it's wearing me spare All the lessons to be learnt grow pale by compare You're the only dream left - The only dream left
I'm disheveled, I've been leveled by the mirror in my room Got a ghost I got to cope with - it won't be ignored And it's more trouble now than I ever considered before
It's a debt that needs paying with a sliver of soul All attempts to forget it have flown out the door And I'd like to take heart but the force of my grip is so poor Far too poor...
But it comes to the point, it's wearing me spare All the lessons to be learnt grow pale by compare You're the only dream left The only dream left...
