Egg & Knife

I awake dreaming not knowing if I am alive
I hear someone talking about an egg and a knife

Colours dance before my eyes and I can not say
If I wish to join them or if I'd rather fade to grey

Here again
This is sort of strange
Here again
I am out of range
All there is
Is about to derange

Some sound turns in - nothing concrete to be true
Just some sort of ambient stuff and I am dreaming through

I am wondering if clouds have a mind
By which they decide when to rain and where to ride

Here again
This is sort of strange
Here again
I am out of range
All there is
Is about to derange

And you know that you can't get out
When you are in you may scream loud
But dreams can be pretty mean

Maybe if you're trying hard
You're able to restart
But then you're pulled back in

Here again
This is sort of strange
Here again
I am out of range
All there is
Is about to derange



Credits
Writer(s): Jan Basters
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