The weird twilight zone when you fall asleep in the afternoon, in this case after making love. The singer dozes and dreams of his childhood, mixing it up with the eerie, nostalgic sound of kids in the street released from school. A mish-mash of different times – long childhood afternoons of half-bored play, the feeling of time slipping away in the here and now, trying to grasp moments of sexual ecstasy as they slip through your fingers. We are innocent when we dream.
The weird twilight zone when you fall asleep in the afternoon, in this case after making love. The singer dozes and dreams of his childhood, mixing it up with the eerie, nostalgic sound of kids in the street released from school. A mish-mash of different times – long childhood afternoons of half-bored play, the feeling of time slipping away in the here and now, trying to grasp moments of sexual ecstasy as they slip through your fingers. We are innocent when we dream.