Poor Old Me

Explain Away

Compositor: Eduardo Sabaté

Late last night I had a dream
I was looking a future me

Poor old me, going down the street
Chasing blueprints of better dreams

Couldn't wake up, was choking
In an ocean of anguish

Poor old me, drowning in a sea
Of expectations and agony

Don't wake me, I'll save the past
From the trap I set myself