Last night I choked
From the bitter taste
Of an unsung memory
Now my brain hurts
From the winter disease
I will stay in bed the whole day through

I caught myself
Thinking universal thoughts
Now I am somewhere inbetween
But don't fall down on the velvet mountains
From this view you can see moonshine heights

I had a dream of joyful days
When the world was younger
But now the radio plays a song for you
And that's good enough for me