The Saints - Only dreaming

I was busted covered in rust
Thrown into the back of a truck going nowhere.
I missed mass I was running too fast fell to my knees
But I didn't draw blood that's a good thing.
Then passing time with the strangest of minds
Beyond the pale where the sun don't shine
I took a drink for want of something
Better then ran back to the twilight zone.
Christ I was only dreaming,
It's not life I was only dreaming
I drew my hand across the flame
Stomped through the house like a knight avenging
Caligula was standing by to compensate
For the boredom factor
Sometimes in bliss, that holy mess the mindlessness
Staring at the brain dead
Features of you and I in a cartoon love.
Looking at myself in that light
Something more than love is lost

And Christ...
Who knows why and who knows when
And who knows the reason's why we still pretend.
That, it's all right through the lonely nights,
Or are we only dreaming.

It was a beautiful bust
It was covered in dust
Lying in the back of a rustic manor
The ghosts lay undisturbed oblivious to all that passes
So, still spending time with the strangest of minds
Beyond the pale where the sun don't shine
I take a drink for want of something better
Then run back to the twilight zone.