[Lyric] Living in a Dream (Brahms' Third Racket)

Her hand was on my shoulder
So this is what I told her
I know I’m getting older
Time will roll you like a boulder

These days are getting long
Your force of will is gone
You always get things wrong
Mixed in your broken song

Oh
You make me want to scream
Oh
Living in a dream
Oh
You’re making such a scene
Oh
Living in a dream

My hand was spreading ashes
On graves of market crashes
From phony winking lashes
To how the wedding china smashes
I know my flame is hot
You know your shame is not
My touch is far and wide
You’ve got no place to hide

Oh
You make me want to scream
Oh
Living in a dream
Oh
You’re making such a scene
Oh
Living in a dream