"Spider Dream" lyrics

Yeah, the past, it seems to me
Is a cemetery that I visit every day, rain or shine

With a bouquet in my hands
Among the graves I stand
With a funny kind of envy in my mind

'Cause if I could trade with them, you know I might just would
No, things ain't going the way I thought they would, nah
Nah
Nah

Does your conscience fill your head
With fifty thousand little thoughts of dread?
Of what could have been and things you should have said?

Yeah if I could trade with them, you know I might just would
No, things ain't going the way I thought they would

Last night I dreamt my body was covered up in spider bites
And for some reason, I didn't really mind
It felt fine, it felt right

Things ain't going the way I thought they would
Things ain't going the way I thought they would
No, things ain't going the way I thought they would