from Photo Album (2011)

When I’m sleeping I am seldom in…
All my secrecies are patent pending
When I wake up I don’t really wake up
Close my eyes for all the things I make up

And this is the thing
Are these other things
Meant for me
Aha ah-ah
Deny the bliss and then I rely
on my little eye

There’s no problem with my inspiration
It’s just the case of very poor concentration
Now when I’m dreaming I am spending a world(?)
Now in my trash there lie seven different flowers

And this is the thing
Are these other things
Meant for me
Aha ah-ah
Deny the bliss and then I rely
On my little eye

And you can twist my arm
Are these other things
Meant for me
Aha ah-ah
Slight the bliss and then I rely
On my little eye

So ominous
And dangerous
The way in which I’m sleeping right now

So ominous
And treacherous
The way in which I’m sleeping right now

So ominous
And hazardous
The way in which I’m sleeping right now

These are the things
Are these other things
Meant for me
Aha ah-ah
Ignore the bliss and then I rely
On my little eye

And you can twist my arm
These other things
Don’t know why but it’s hard
To even try and those who deny
Lie

Posted at 8:33pm.