So you still havent quit smoking Is that really all that you can think to say? I remember your bedsheets smudged with ashes and burns When you stayed up all night reading The Brothers K I know nostalgias a Southall waitress Saving nickels for a rainy day far removed Still I cant ever remember seeing your tongue so tied Or your hands shake so loose Yes, everyone wants to believe their time was special, Nick See the dish run away with the spoon Then they settle down They settle in And they curse the night for givin them all those sweet dreams All those sweet dreams, they bartered and sold So long ago Coachie was wise to get out when he did And hitch his pony to an actual star You know, hes playing the Sydney Opera House tonight Arent yall still sleeping on strangers wooden floors, yes Howd you get that iceberg way up on your shoulder, Jim? Cant we force our old demons into a truce? No, Im afraid what we did was secret then Dont act surprised it now applies to you I guess everyone thinks genius is in their blood Or at least livin down the street a door or two And then they settle down They settle in They curse the night for punishing them with those sweet dreams All those sweet dreams that exposed their soul So long ago Bobby says the translators nightmare is finding all the right words But somehow still gettin the whole story wrong And all you guitar poets, well youre lifes little butchers Go ahead and put that one in your song Youve got endless tales of love gone bad I guess our Romeo is really cursed You poke your nose in everyones dirty clothes So you can turn em into your light, loose verse Well, my life isnt neat rhymes and punchlines Cheap laughs and your talking blues And I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes You could settle down You could settle in And you could curse the night for givin you all those sweet dreams All those sweet dreams I watched corrode So long ago Well, its easy to get hung up On all the things that youll never have A backyard pool, your mothers love, John Lennons autograph Some people step into an ambulance While others slip into a trance Ive heard the sky blooms Picassos though If you stop and give the clouds half a chance But I wont go to your funeral, Sue But Ive got a couch if you ever need a place to crash We could settle down We could settle in We could thank the night for givin us all those sweet dreams All those sweet dreams, like swords pulled from stones While we filled our notebooks with grass, branch, and bone Aw, heres to the sweet dreams That wouldnt leave us alone So long ago
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