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1/04/2004

 
While I was Sleeping
from 10/29/2003

I just woke from a ten year sleep
clutching for a blanket
and somebody to explain this to me
I've never had a beard in my life
now eyeing the mirror I see a disguise
I've never had a girlfriend or wife
but I've got a picture of her
and our family of four
on a table over here by my side
they could've just said that I died
they could've made new friends
who'd understand the lie
but they didn't, they stayed
and I can't figure out why
I know more about items in this room
than those who spent a decade
wishing I'd get well soon
in the picture it appears that I love them
and I think it's clear they love me
the children call me papa
and the woman says, "beh-be"
I don't remember being Spanish
but I suppose that I must be
I spent ten years dreaming technicolor
now I have no real life memories
it's as though I'm a newborn
ecstatic to finally be free
it might seem all I'd know is a dark room
but their love is all that I see