Between the walls of dreams and the light of day

I don’t pretend to understand dreams. I only subscribe to the “interpretation of dreams” to a very certain extent. But this morning I woke up thinking about the dream I struggled through the night before.

It was about an airport that was heavily guarded by an overly armed police force. The building was surrounded by a wall reminiscent of a castle: impressive and repressive at the same time. I got to the airport after being trapped in a building by a friend/lover/male companion. He didn’t want to leave and I did.

I woke up with this song in my head.

Don’t tell me this is your last chance to change
cause if you do, then you would be telling a lie but

I warned you
what could happen if you should decide
to live your life from 9 to 5
and I mourn you
for the detail that is left unsaid
is a reminder of the time you bled
return to days when you knew you still felt alive

reveal the way you felt when
you could look inside

they sold you
everything you need to fix you up
and you feel good now but you can’t wake up
they found a way to reassure you

that everything would be okay (screaming)

reach out today now I emplore you to remember who you are
return to days when you knew
you still you felt alive
reveal the way you felt when
you could look inside

so you felt it, but you don’t know, why you can’t explain at all
why you felt it
cause you don’t know, no you don’t know

break the walls between building atrophy
causing all your problems to recede
break the walls between
break the walls between
causing all your pain
causing all your pain
you’ll never learn
return to days when you knew you still felt alive
reveal the way you felt when you could look inside

Take Back
The beat in your heart
Why Fight
When you can’t be bought

– Atrophy – Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Comments? Questions? Thanks Freud.

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