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• Artiste: Procol Harum
• Titre: Dead Man's Dream
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As I lay down dying, a floor for my bedAnd a bundle of newspaper under my headI dreamed a dream, as strange as could beConcerning myself, and somebody like meWe were in some city, the stranger and meThe houses were open, and the streets emptyThe windows were bare, and the pavements dirtyI asked where I was; my companion ignored meWe entered a graveyard and searched for a tombstoneThe graves were disturbed, and the coffins wide openAnd the coprses were rotten, yet each one was livingTheir eyes were alive with maggots crawlin�gI cried out in fear, but my voice had left meMy legs were deformed, yet I moved quite freelyMy head was on fire, yet my hands were icyAnd everywhere light, yet darkness engulfed meI managed to scream and woke from my slumberI thought of my dream and lay there and wonderedWhere had I been? What could it mean?It was dark in the deathroom as I slithered under