Artist: Zilched
Song: The Rosy Crucifixion
Album: Earthly Delights

Lyrics:

In dreams, on my own
No routine except to get to the show
But lately now I find I’m wearing thin
Watered down a darkness
All to let some love light in
Lately we’ve been talking in my dreams

Maybe you have no idea
And maybe I should tell you
Maybe we’re just meant to be friends
All I have are propositions that I’d like to sell you
But first you gotta invite me in
Lately we’ve been talking in my dreams
I’ll try to show you what I mean

See the past brings comfort to a confused heart
Easy ends are sweeter than the overwhelming starts
Through rose tinted shades of the heart
My weariness amazes me
I try to never let it show
You could burn me at the stake right now
And it might soften the blow
But lately I don’t know...

In dreams, in stereo
In one ear out the other
Anything to feel at home
Lately they're all means to an end
My cheap thrill for buzzkill, to guilty pleasures
To catch up with an old friend
And lately they’re all singing in my head

Maybe you have no idea
And maybe I should tell you
Maybe we’re not meant to be friends
All I have are propositions that I’d like to sell you
But first you gotta invite me in
So I walk past your door to hear you talking in your sleep
Walk a little further, see who’s waiting for me
Sadly now the arms of my predictions don’t excite me
And I find it hard to breathe
Lately all I want is to proceed

But the past brings comfort to a confused heart
Bitter ends are sweeter than the unwanted starts
Through rose tinted shades of your heart
Do you understand
You’ve got rose tinted blood on your hands
Still, my weariness amazes me
I try to never let it show
You could burn me at the stake right now
It might soften the blow
But lately I don’t know...

I don’t know
So I feel shame, pathetic
I know I shouldn’t sweat it
But all I could do was rewind
See I lost my peace of mind so long ago
Moved on to tossing and turning, burning out fast
You’ve got me in the palm of your hand
I knew it if I said it that I would regret it
So not everyone is meant to be friends

In dreams, on my own
No routine except to get to the show
Lately we’ve been talking in my dreams
Or just lately I’ve been talking in my sleep