[Verse 1]
Like a cloud his fingers explode
On the typewriter ribbon, the shadow grows
His hearts in a bowl behind the bank
And every evening when he gets home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries
While his shoes get cold
[Chorus]
It's just a dream he keeps having
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
[Verse 2]
One summer, a suicide
Another autumn, a traveler's guide
He hits snooze twice before he dies
And every evening when he gets home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries
While his shoes get cold
[Chorus]
It's just a dream he keeps having
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
It's just a dream he keeps having
Like a cloud his fingers explode
On the typewriter ribbon, the shadow grows
His hearts in a bowl behind the bank
And every evening when he gets home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries
While his shoes get cold
[Chorus]
It's just a dream he keeps having
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
[Verse 2]
One summer, a suicide
Another autumn, a traveler's guide
He hits snooze twice before he dies
And every evening when he gets home
To make his supper and eat it alone
His black shirt cries
While his shoes get cold
[Chorus]
It's just a dream he keeps having
And it doesn't seem to mean anything
It's just a dream he keeps having
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