Andries Bezuidenhout - Beware of the Dream Lyrics

Something's out of kilter, something isn't right
The alarm clock's dual dials have both taken flight
The shoes in the closet stomp an unpaired march
The whisky bottle's label flies half mast

But beware of the dream, beware, beware
Of counting on sleeping through this nightmare
Beware of the dream, beware of the dream
The wages of dreaming are dreams

Oh look, a squint eyed television
And a radio with dials of indecision
The hoover electrical chord is on the loose
The boiler and the fridge declare a truce

But beware of the dream, beware, beware
Of counting on sleeping through this nightmare
Beware of the dream, beware of the dream
The wages of dreaming are dreams

From today, I say, I live on purpose
But I know, I have the wrong end of the business
Because every foundation harbours a ruin
And each straight façade ends in confusion

But beware of the dream, beware, beware
Of counting on sleeping through this nightmare
Beware of the dream, beware of the dream
The wages of dreaming are dreams