When I wrote this song I tried to capture the feeling of being half asleep, after an eventful week.
End Of The Dream
Finally it's Friday evening
Got this creepy feeling
Something that went reeling
All the time believing
Should finally get a nice feeling
Give my mind some healing
Hit my head on the pillow
Fell asleep like a willow
Waves of dreams roll over me
I'm floating on the River Dee
See the lights on Christmas trees
Some kind of recipe of a canapé
In my dream it's so perfect
Deadlines don't exist yet
No future plans though I know
It's the end of the dream
It's the end of the dream
And now I face reality
It's the end of the dream for me
I kinda miss that feeling
Like the time when I was dreaming
I was rising up to the ceiling
Nothing seems to matter
I got no more dreams to shatter
I'm miles away from reality
But now I need to wake up
Try to keep my make-up
Just working hard to keep up
In my dream it's so perfect
Deadlines don't exist yet
No future plans though I know
It's the end of the dream
It's the end of the dream
And now I face reality
It's the end of the dream for me
It's the end of the dream for me
It's the end of the dream for me
Finally it's Friday evening
Got this creepy feeling
Something that went reeling
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