Function Of Life

Diary Of My Dreams

For The Strange Things We Never Forget

It was one of those strange dreams that left you with an otherwordly aftertaste of love, but you couldn't even remember them exactly. Perhaps you wouldn't even want to. These things leave you sleep walking for the rest of the day. The complete devotion you could only feel at the times like these. Things you remember just before you go to sleep in another night. A girl said "enjoy" for no reason at all. I drove past a woman who looked just like the one in my dreams. She was smiling.  Reminded me of the feeling of dreams, not the kind you'd notice when you'd been awake though. These things always tend to slip away.

I've forgotten everything
We ever tried
But if ya come back tonight
Careful what you bring
The sky's unwinding here
Twisted like a busted spring.

-Walkabouts

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