{"id":419,"date":"2009-06-20T16:34:00","date_gmt":"2009-06-20T23:34:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/?p=419"},"modified":"2018-12-22T12:38:13","modified_gmt":"2018-12-22T20:38:13","slug":"im-starting-to-really-hate-dreaming","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ayearofsongs.org\/blg\/2009\/06\/20\/im-starting-to-really-hate-dreaming\/","title":{"rendered":"I’m Starting to Really Hate Dreaming"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"I'm
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He woke up with sweaty sheets wrapped around him like swaddling, like the shroud on a mummy. He felt like he hadn’t been asleep at all. His stomach felt knotted and empty but the last thing on his mind was food.<\/p>\n

Every dream was different. Every dream was the same. A thousand different stories — but always with the same ending.<\/p>\n

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Every night he met her again for the first time. Every night it was different.<\/p>\n

Sometimes, in a dream they’d meet on the street, he’d pass her by and turn and look as she turned to look. Sometimes at a party or in the supermarket or in a park. Once at church. Another time, she was a new hire at his work and they had a cute meet<\/span> in the lunch room, right out of the kind of sappy old romantic comedy she loved.<\/p>\n

In another dream, he met her in high school but somehow it looked like his old, half-forgotten grammar school. There was an innocence to the dream that made it just that much more heartbreaking when it ended — as each dream always did — with them parting forever… a forever that seemed to stretch, empty and as lonely as space itself to the end of time, the end of the universe.
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\nlyrics<\/span><\/span>
\nI’m Starting to Really Hate Dreaming<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

I’m
\nstarting to really hate dreaming
\nI can’t stand to see the night fall
\nif can’t close my eyes without dreaming all night
\nand I’d rather not close them at all<\/p>\n

all my dreams start out happy
\nwe have just fallen in love
\nday by day it starts slipping away
\nby the morning, it’s all come undone<\/p>\n

Losing you one time
\nbaby that was hard enough
\nlosing you (each and) every night
\nmakes me sorry I (ever) fell in love<\/p>\n

It’s better to have lost
\nthan never fall in love
\nthat’s what some loser said
\nI say it’s better — better not to dream
\ntime for dreaming when I’m dead<\/p>\n

All of my dreams start out happy
\nin all of my dreams you’re the one
\nwe fall in love every night
\nby the morning it’s all come undone
\n(C)2009, TK Major<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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