This reality is killing me
This life that I call mine
I used to escape by artificial means
Then everything would be just fine

But trips don’t last forever
Vacations have to end
Then you’re right back in the mix of things
Where you can no longer pretend

I sleep in a tiny white cubicle
Under a fan that blows my mind
I need to find me a piece of dreamland (chorus)
Where I can go and spend my time

Can’t you feel my heart beat
You must know that I’m for real
There’s got to be some place we can meet
And try to finalize this deal

But wait a minute mister
I’m the one next in line
No, I’ve heard it all before
I won’t be denied another time

I sleep in a tiny white cubicle
Under a fan that blows my mind
I need to find me a piece of dreamland (chorus)
Where I can go and spend my time

I close my eyes and I’m falling
I scream out loud but no one hears
The phone it rings but no ones calling
The past it haunts, the future’s unclear

I’ve got holes in all my pockets
All my coins just pass on through
I hear them hit but can’t see them roll
There’s nothing left to give to you

I sleep in a tiny white cubicle
Under a fan that blows my mind
I need to find me a little piece of dreamland (chorus)
Where I can go waste my time

11/04/2003