Texty: The Cure. 4-13 Dream. The Scream.

Yeah, I've been this way before
But something down here changed
The spring sun hanging slower, colder in the sky
And your voice sounds strange, your voice sounds strange

Yeah, I've been down here before
But this time something really isn't right
Summer sun hangs smaller, paler in the sky
And your eyes are too bright, your eyes are too bright

It's like everything I know
Is twisted out and wrong
The fall sun hanging flatter, lower in the sky
And your smile is gone, your smile is gone

It's like twisted out I know
Now I can't wake to break apart this dream
Winter sun hangs weaker, older in the sky
And you start to scream, and you start to scream

Scream and you scream
This is not a dream
This is how it really is
There isn't any other, this is not a dream

Scream and you scream
Why you have this need?
Why you can't be satisfied?
Always want another, why you have this need?

Scream and you scream
Dare me to believe
Dare me now to show I care
One last chance to make the dare me to believe

Scream and you scream
How we ended here
How we got from then to now
Never really followed how we ended here