@ transcribed by Alan Ezust and Jon Drukman and other members of the
@ cloud-zero mailing list.
Crawling through a minefield,
We never saw the signs
The lightning flashes thunder claps
Oh is it just a dream, Ophelia?
Saw the dark clouds rolling
Scavengers evolving as we made love on a log in the fog
Is it just a dream, Ophelia?
There was just a hint of searchlight
It illuminates a pair of lonely souls locked together
Is it just our dream, Ophelia?
Trying hard to hide
To motor clean but rolling for a gallery of eyes
Watching, bleeding
Is it just our dream, Ophelia?
And love is blind it cracks its stick
Across our fingers makes us bleed
It makes us sick
Is it just our dream, Ophelia?
Waters boiling but the need is strong
And we have to swim
Let’s find an island find a log that maybe we’ll call home
Our home, Ophelia.
We think that we can make it on our own.
Our dream, Ophelia.