I'd rather be dreaming than living Living's just too hard to do A day's just a thing to get through Living's just too hard to do
I'd rather be dreaming than talking There's nothing to hear or to say With ears covered mouth closed There's nothing to hear or to say
I'd rather be dreaming than thinking Thoughts are small comfort to me And I just can't stop thinking you see Thoughts are small comfort to me
I'd rather be dreaming than sleeping Just sleeping you're just as well dead That's why I lie here in this bed Just sleeping you're just as well dead
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