Texty:
Porcupine Tree Stupid Dream

Stranded here on planet Earth It's not much but it could be worse Everything's free here, there's no crowds Winter lasted five long years No sun will

just waste away from doing nothing But you're a martyr for even less, for even less For even less A choirboy is buried on the moor Where we used to go dreaming

In the rain in cellophane Pale dogs and demigods They won't bring me down The clocks go 'round, they never stop I've been in Limousines I've seen inside your dreams

[Written by Steven Wilson] I need you more than you can know And if I hurt myself it's just for show I found a better way to curb the pain You put a

cigarette won't light Standing in the shade, I'm getting frostbite Strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute Look in my dreams They're getting

If not just credit me I come in value packs of ten In five varieties And even though I got it all now My only stupid dream I see you and me together

[Written by Steven Wilson] How many children did I bring into this world? How many did I lose in the shopping arcade? This is no rehearsal - play it

Preklad: Porcupine Tree. Hlúpy sen.

: [Written by Steven Wilson] [Instrumental]