"My Dreams Are Getting Weirder" lyrics

"My Dreams Are Getting Weirder"

My dreams are getting weirder
Will you tell me what it means?
We were running from the pitchforks
A post-apocalyptic scene

My dreams are getting weirder
And so I spend the days on edge
Because right before that time you called me needy like you meant it
I dreamt you threw me off a bridge

I can't tell if I can tell the future
I can't make out just what to make of fate
Are you messing with my dreams like some kind of cosmic warning
Either way -
I will see you in the morning

My dreams are getting weirder
I can't bear to go to bed
Because instead of talking to me
You just put visions in my head

I can't tell if I can tell the future
I can't make out just what to make of fate
Are you messing with my dreams like some kind of cosmic warning
Either way -
I will see you in the morning
And you will kiss me on the head
And we will make plans to be boring
And then laze around instead
And by the evening I'll be ready to face apocalypse again
'Cause even if my dreams get weirder
I get to see you in them


Writer(s): Dan Mangan, Don Kerr, Jason Haberman, Leith Ross, Mike O'Brien
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