Dreamless Songtext
von The Names
Dreamless Songtext
Not in the tables of the law
Not in the best intentions
Not in the systems of romance
Not in the ancient cities
Not in the burning sand
Not on the most accurate satellite scan
Not in the convoluted gloom of city records
Not in its huge, mouldering silence
Not in screaming headlines of syndicated magazines
Not in the squalor of this tabloid nightmare
Not on the poker table
Not in the slot machines
Not in the neon glow that bleeds into the desert
Not in the most intimate tremors of the stock exchange
Mysteriously, maddeningly not for sale
Not for the dream
Not for any single figure of life I ever seen
Play for no reason
And cry for keeps
Wager your soul for a handful of pixels on a TV screen
Never at the end of the day
Not in the chilly mornings
Not for a single minute in between
Nothing that ever fits on anybody′s perfect skin
Nothing we can ever remotely touch
Not in the memories of the earth
Not in the music of the spheres
In a million, in a billion years
Not in the eye of the beholder
In the hands of fate
Definitely, deliberately not for you
Not for the dream
Not for any single figure of life I ever seen
Play for no reason
And cry for keeps
Wager your soul for a handful of pixels on a TV screen
I wander in the shadow of dance halls
Alive to the chatter of Chuck Berry's so siluminous guitars
I steal a ride to Ladyland
On a giant span of Jimi′s hot metal Stratocaster wings
In the mirror of Genesis tears I see
The dust rise and the roadway clear
And the drifters find the long way home
This is a dream
This is the sheerest figure of life I ever seen
Cry for a reason
And play for keeps
Wager your soul for a handful of pixels on a TV screen
Not in the best intentions
Not in the systems of romance
Not in the ancient cities
Not in the burning sand
Not on the most accurate satellite scan
Not in the convoluted gloom of city records
Not in its huge, mouldering silence
Not in screaming headlines of syndicated magazines
Not in the squalor of this tabloid nightmare
Not on the poker table
Not in the slot machines
Not in the neon glow that bleeds into the desert
Not in the most intimate tremors of the stock exchange
Mysteriously, maddeningly not for sale
Not for the dream
Not for any single figure of life I ever seen
Play for no reason
And cry for keeps
Wager your soul for a handful of pixels on a TV screen
Never at the end of the day
Not in the chilly mornings
Not for a single minute in between
Nothing that ever fits on anybody′s perfect skin
Nothing we can ever remotely touch
Not in the memories of the earth
Not in the music of the spheres
In a million, in a billion years
Not in the eye of the beholder
In the hands of fate
Definitely, deliberately not for you
Not for the dream
Not for any single figure of life I ever seen
Play for no reason
And cry for keeps
Wager your soul for a handful of pixels on a TV screen
I wander in the shadow of dance halls
Alive to the chatter of Chuck Berry's so siluminous guitars
I steal a ride to Ladyland
On a giant span of Jimi′s hot metal Stratocaster wings
In the mirror of Genesis tears I see
The dust rise and the roadway clear
And the drifters find the long way home
This is a dream
This is the sheerest figure of life I ever seen
Cry for a reason
And play for keeps
Wager your soul for a handful of pixels on a TV screen
Writer(s): Marcus Charles Jacques Bridge, Kurt Thomson, Daniel Neucom, Brent Thomson, David Mead, Nathan Toussaint Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

