Plucking the String

Date: January 30, 2004
Genre: extremely, damn, odd


       
I've admitted that I appreciate "sick, psychotic love" enough... I think.  I can't really explain much more about what this is "really about", because it's... confusing... and incomplete.  We'll see how that goes.
        As for why it actually sounds like it does... it amused me.  I was screwing around with effects and stumbled across whatever the hell this is... and it fit perfectly.  You'll just have to trust me on that one.


Lyrics
What does it mean
My dreams are reality

My dreams are reality

I can't see
Another way through
With you

What does it mean
That I cannot speak

My dreams are reality

What does it mean

Here in the dark
Here in the coldest night
Here lies with you
A heart that is broken through
What can i say
And what could I do

My dreams are reality
My dreams are reality

I know not what to say
I can't tell you what to do
Can't tell you anything
What do I do
Where have I gone
Where is my spark of life
What am I supposed to say
And what am I supposed to do

My dreams are reality

My dreams are reality

I can't embrace you
But I can't throw you away
Did I mistake you
For what you were that day

I'm not sure we understand
Where we stand today

I'm willing to try
I am willing to try today
No hope for tomorrow
No promises for tomorrow

My dreams are reality

My dreams are reality

What do I dream
Oh wouldn't you like to know
What do I dream
Wouldn't you like to know

Wouldn't you like to know
- lyrics and music copyright 2006,
Orin Drake