Last night I dreamed a melody without words
It's not permanent 'til I grab the pen, I could let it burn
Last night I dreamed of telling you how I feel
But I could keep this kiss clenched in my fist, it doesn't have to be real
Leave while you're alone, leave while you still can
Leave before the hopeless bitterness will claim this man
Can we make it work? Is there a solution?
I trashed all of the maps, they sure didn't help this bastard win
Last night I dreamed of moving to Dodge City
Get to the Wild West, but if I had to guess I'll probably never leave
Last night I dreamed the passing of a movie star
And if I died today my DNA would die in this bar
I can't fall asleep tonight, I've got too many things to do
I gotta cherish all the glory of a lonesome night
The romance of a manufactured doom and gloom
I could leave a stamp if I could write
The way that you feel when you're in your teens
But I know I'll probably fall asleep tonight
And be a hero in my dreams
These guys tick every box for what I want in music. The melodies, the harmonies, the lyrics. There's a character limit so I'll say there are few perfect records in the world and this is one of them. Karma Gambit
Every song title (and every lyric) is depressing as hell, but it somehow manages to make you feel better about life at the same time. And isn't that perhaps the noblest thing music can do? Karma Gambit