Lonely Dreams - Those Poor Bastards

Meet me in the orchard by the poison apple tree

There’s something I must show you won’t you come along with me

To that place behind the shadows a place everybody goes

Where the spirit is released from all its momentary woes

Lonely dreams each night

These are my lonely dreams

Some people say there’s nothing worse than crying all alone

For me it is the only way of life I’ve ever known

Take me to a funeral in nineteen twenty-five

That’s about the only place I think I’d feel alive

Lonely dreams each night

These are my lonely dreams

Angels they are choking in the doom infected sky

Your presence is too painful so its truth I will deny

In time the fondest memory will blur and start to fade

It’s over now my debt to you has finally been paid

Lonely dreams each night

These are my lonely dreams