Dream (Live for This Feeling Tv)

A hot swimming pool in the middle of a field
In Handsworth Park in the middle of winter
Blue-faced policeman, a 70's devil
An 80's surfer with a useless dog
And Jon's putting things right, in the sauna
I'm trying to roller-skate underwater, underwater

There's no signal where I'm stood
I blame the rain like Network Rail
Un-thin your lips, our love is drowning
I play Snakes and Ladders on a cherry picker
And that girl's so fat, Geoff Capes can't lift her, no, no
There's a park full of squares on the stairs
Made of glass, made of glass

I'm traumatised by tonight
If this dream must end then let it be kind
Let it be kind, let it be kind, let it be kind, let it be kind

I looked into the skies, it was starting to go dark
I pushed past the crowd that had gathered around in the park

I'm sleeping in 101
There's a train being pulled all through the building
Unlock your mind, it's all free-loving
And that Morrissey
Well, he's still just Steven (the boy with a thorn in his side)
That tune's so sick I just can't listen, oh no
There's a park full of squares on the stairs
Made of glass, made of glass

I'm traumatised by tonight
If this dream must end then let it be kind
Let it be kind, let it be kind, let it be kind, let it be kind

I looked into the skies, it was starting to go dark
I pushed past the crowd that had gathered around in the park
I looked into the skies, oh, it was starting to go dark
I pushed past the crowd that had gathered around in the park

Oh, please don't wake me, oh, don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping, I'm only sleeping
Oh, please don't wake me, oh, don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping, I'm only sleeping
I'm only sleeping, I'm only sleeping
I'm only sleeping, I'm only sleeping

(Thank you)
(That was nice, that was good)
(Should we do another one?)
(Just so you got the choice of two)



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Watkin, Philip Etheridge
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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