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Oh, Invasive Dreams Of Mine!


Oh, invasive dreams of mine…
Can you help me in me plight?
And give me divine intervention,
And let me sleep at night!

I don't have time for dreams you know!
Cos they always get invaded,
This pain of mine, in this spine of mine…
Makes me dreams feel rather jaded!

I don't slumber very well,
Well, I would without the pain!
But then, that's never gona be the case,
Now aint that a ruddy shame!

But anyway, back to my dreams,
Oh to slumber a slumber so sublime!
But that's a pipe dream as I know,
Cos am in agony all the time!

I asked me mate upstairs,
You know, God, the icon above,
If He could cut me some slack,
And shower me with a pain free love.

But I guess it's too much to ask,
Cos that's a miracle to ask for you know!
And I guess they are needed elsewhere,
As only He can know!

But;

I'm not asking for miracles for me,
Cos I wouldn't waste His time,
And anyway, there's no point to that…
Cos this body's too far on the decline!

I just wouldn't mind a little ease,
To help me in my plight…!
It's hard to cope with of a day,
But a nightmare in the bloody night!

Cos am awake through the day,
But then again, sometimes am not!
Cos of all the sleep I lose at night,
Sleep in the day time is all I have got!

I'm not moaning, thought you may think I am!
All I'm asking from me mate above…
Is to cut me some slack, ease me pain,
And shower me with a little pain free love!

Last night I had a dream, I did!
That I was in a baby's pram…
Lying flat in ruddy agony,
As only a knackered little old me can!

But the pain I suffered in my sleep,
As I dreamt a dream so mad…
Woke me up – so I knew it was so,
And that's what makes me a little sad!

Because the pain in my sleep is murderous,
And it wakes me all the time,
No wonder of a day I'm knackered,
And no wonder am never feeling fine!

Now I can do the wheelchair rock,
And boogie all night and more!
But ask me to stand for a few minutes,
And the pain makes me hit the floor!

It doesn't make sense now does it?
That I can dance the night away,
Albeit with a lot of help!
But that's life at the end of the day!

At least I am alive, cos you know…
It's better than being dead!
Cos I'd rather be here like this,
Than not!  It has to be said!

Anyway, where was I up to?
Oh yes, these invasive dreams of mine,
This pain in my body, all over the place,
But mostly, yes, mostly, the spine!

I'm on the waiting list you know!
For a rejuvenation of the spine!
And one day if it comes to pass!
I'll finally sleep at night pain free, and fine!

Roll on future miracles!!!
Cos am waiting in line for mine!

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