Perfume River Fish (Rock)

There were no sirens, I heard no alarms
This situation has somehow got completely out of hand
It’s no illusion, it’s not a dream
My eyes are open and all is as appears
It’s a perfect nightmare
It’s a perfect nightmare
In an imperfect world

I missed the wake up, slept through the dawn
The world’s a stage but I’ve declared these curtains drawn
Behind the fourth wall, behind the scenes
A discarded fading flower on the soporific, sensual Perfume River
The perfect nightmare
Escape the perfect nightmare
Dream the perfect world

I close my mind in soft surrender
In quiet resignation take the lies
I lock the door, I lock the door
I junk the mail, I never open letters
Programme numbers that I know I’ll never call
Collect addresses of friends who’ll soon be strangers
Message pending, I know just what it says
Should I accept another lie?
I swallow all the lies
I live the lie