
Something Almost Brilliant Happened Last Night Songtext
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Something almost brilliant happened last night
I can't believe how easy it seemed
Now in the morning - disbelief and trembling fingers;
After all, it must have been a dream...
Is this the start of something good, something golden?
I'm frightened and ecstatic at the thought.
If this goes wrong, I'm deeper - deeper in the throes of darkness
I won't escape the next time that I'm caught...
Meanwhile I'm just sitting at my window looking out
I can't believe how easy it seemed
Now in the morning - disbelief and trembling fingers;
After all, it must have been a dream...
Is this the start of something good, something golden?
I'm frightened and ecstatic at the thought.
If this goes wrong, I'm deeper - deeper in the throes of darkness
I won't escape the next time that I'm caught...
Meanwhile I'm just sitting at my window looking out
Hoping for a different view some day to come about
But where to go, and what to do? There is no answer here -
I dread that I'll be sitting here this very day next year...
Something almost brilliant happened last night
I can't believe how easy it seemed
Now in the morning - disbelief and trembling fingers
After all, it must have been a dream...
Meanwhile I'm just sitting at my window looking out
Hoping for a different view some day to come about
But where to go, and what to do? There is no answer here -
I dread that I'll be sitting here this very day next year...
Staring still, empty handed, lonely in my tired linen
A clockface is a memory of doom -
A cloud of sweatpeas has gone brown;
I picked them, then I watched them drown
Decay fills every corner of my room
There is no strength in reaching out My head is filled with love and doubt...
But where to go, and what to do? There is no answer here -
I dread that I'll be sitting here this very day next year...
Something almost brilliant happened last night
I can't believe how easy it seemed
Now in the morning - disbelief and trembling fingers
After all, it must have been a dream...
Meanwhile I'm just sitting at my window looking out
Hoping for a different view some day to come about
But where to go, and what to do? There is no answer here -
I dread that I'll be sitting here this very day next year...
Staring still, empty handed, lonely in my tired linen
A clockface is a memory of doom -
A cloud of sweatpeas has gone brown;
I picked them, then I watched them drown
Decay fills every corner of my room
There is no strength in reaching out My head is filled with love and doubt...
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