Jim Carroll – Dry Dreams

Each night, they surround me

With the lights and the microphones . . .

With their bodies and the mile of cable

Like a magic ring of bone

Every night I have the same dream:

A man behind the door

With a tattooed erection

And no reflection

And his eyes like a Chinese whore . . .

Every night I have the same dream

(Repeat 3 times)

The madonnas at the crossroads,

Dressed like future spies

They shine their lips with android sperm

And the Riviera skies . . .

But every night I have the same dream

It’s a vision of the dead . . . The way

They stare into space

And never see a human face.

But just the back of their own heads

Every night I have the same dream

(Repeat 3 times)

Earth, water, wind and flame

The designers of my fate . . .

Every night they come to me

Release me with their weight . . .

Every night I have the same dream

A dome upon the shore

Where some method actors

Bomb the big reactor

And it melts right through the core

Every night I have the same dream

(Repeat 3 times)

Each night, they surround me

With the lights and the microphones . . .

With their bodies and the miles of cable

Like a magic ring of bone

Every night I have the same dream

White crows in an empty sky

When I call they descend, the young trees bend

And the dream is always dry . . .

Every night I have the same dream

(Repeat 3 times)