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Hindered by sober restlessness
Submitting to the amber crutch.
The theme in my aching prose.
Fantasizing the sight of Manhattan;
That pour of a bitter red being that escapes a thin frame. The rebirth of mutual love
The slipping on gloves to lay tenderly
"I'm dying."
- "Is it blissful?"
"It's like a dream."
- "I want to dream."
Submitting to the amber crutch.
The theme in my aching prose.
Fantasizing the sight of Manhattan;
That pour of a bitter red being that escapes a thin frame. The rebirth of mutual love
The slipping on gloves to lay tenderly
"I'm dying."
- "Is it blissful?"
"It's like a dream."
- "I want to dream."
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"Like, on “Dream House”, that conversation is really a conversation I had with this girl I was totally in love with. I was really hammered one night and was texting her, like, “How are you?” She’s like, “I’m dying.” And I was like, “Is it blissful?” She said, “like a dream.” And I said, “I want to dream.“ It sounded nice at the time. So I wrote that text conversation down, and two years later, when I was working on that song, I thought it fit because it sums up the contrast between this big, beautiful ending and this big, tragic ending."
Heavy stuff.
Hindered by sober restlessness. Submitting to the amber crutch.
The theme in my aching prose. Fantasizing the sight of Manhattan; that pour of a bitter red being that escapes a thin frame.
The rebirth of mutual love.
The slipping on gloves to lay tenderly.
"I'm dying."
- "Is it blissful?"
"It's like a dream."
- "I want to dream."