Pipe Dream

I’m all alone
The show’s over
Night crawlers crawling closer
Somewhere is temptation
Could it just be my imagination
Was it all just a dream at the bottom of a glass
Next time don’t wake me up
All this too must pass
Call me up when you find out what life means
Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream
Even so it gets harder
Can’t finish what you can’t get started
Everywhere seems so brown signs of life are happening anyhow
Should I just disappear behind a one way glass remain
Invisible all this too must pass
So, call me up when you find out what life means
Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream
Late at night when I can’t sleep
Listen down to the sound on the street
Then the dawn, the dawn comes chasing
To remind me of the time I’m wasting
So, call me up when you find out what life means
Does it hide in the fire of a smoke screen
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream
Like a match burning fast in the cold breeze
Like a house made of glass in a pipe dream