Made-Up Dreams

These thoughts are old

Let's keep it cold

Dry lines on me

Dry history

Dry-ology

That stupid sound

That awful feel

Don't bring them down

And it never will

No, it never will

No, it never will

No, it never will

Hard to believe

That after all this time

That after all this I'm still me

No one wants to hear

What you dreamt about

Unless you dreamt about

Them

Don't let that stop you

Tell them anyway

And you can make it up

As you go

I'm already gone now

You were outside, just waiting

I'm already nothing

You just noticed me fading

It takes a lot to make me crazy

And a lot is always going on