Queen of the Final Dream - Dirk Hamilton and Eric Westphal

Do you remember it was last September when you

bent my fender with a sickening crunch?

That old car is like my body

all beat up but still we got a million miles to go

before we stop for lunch

I can feel you
Queen of the Final Dream
now if only I could see you
I can feel you
Queen of the Final Dream
Will my suffering reveal you?

Contradictions serve to fork up fictions out of
deep convictions in philosophy stew
Simple things become confusing
Put on years and wind up losing
friends and opinions that you thought were true

I can feel you
Queen of the Final Dream
now if only I could see you
I can feel you
Queen of the Final Dream
Will my suffering reveal you?

Despite the constant debating
we are only animals eating, defecating
People do what people do
like bugs do what bugs do
Positivity is ever opening
Negativity is closing
I will always be a romantic
sell the car to pay the mechanic
peeling off mistakes I make like clothing

I can feel you
Queen of the Final Dream
now if only I could see you, touch you
but I feel you
Queen of the Final Dream
Will my suffering reveal you?
Will my suffering release me, too?
Will my suffering reveal you?

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