(d. coutts)
She seems so far away she could sleep through
world war iii
And if they ever start I’d rather be that girl
than me
The first part of the day she is pleasently
sedated
She says she likes to go where the hate is
separated
Reality’s overrated
Soda pop religion on line
I must remain in dreamland
Just to have a regular life
She lives, she lives
Morning girl she is
Never seen the morning star
Never heard me slam the door
She must be dreaming good yeah
She knows what dreams are for
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