Running

The dreams

I'm being follow and perused by something
And I could feel that there was somebody behind
I was running and I was being chased
I brought you down the street into a house
Through the house
Down the stairs
Out the back
I was being chased
Faster and faster
And I ran for an hours worth
My clothes were dragging me back

I was running away
I was running
And I run
So I run along the corridor and I run up the stairs
And I keep running up these stairs around the corner
I sometimes run down the stairs into the corridor
And I keep running and running and running
My legs wouldn't go quick enough
I couldn't get my breath to call out

I was running away
I was running very very fast
Somehow I couldn't stop running
I was running and I fell over the mountain
There was a crocodile chasing me
I was running
There was a crocodile chasing me
I swam as fast as I could to get away from the crocodile but the crocodile seemingly changed into a lion and then that changed into a tiger
The animals are real idiots but don't mean to chase me, but because i'm frightened and I run, they follow me up

So I run along the corridor and I run up the stairs
And as some great monsters shape walks towards me, in the corridor
And I run up the stairs
My legs wouldn't go quick enough
And I keep running and running and running
Running and running and running
Up a big slope my legs wouldn't go quick enough
I was running and I was being chased
It was somebody after me, chasing me, up a big slope
Up a big slope
And I keep running and running and running
Running and running and running
I couldn't get my breath to call out
So I run along the corridor and I run up the stairs
And as some great monsters shape walks towards me, in the corridor

I brought you down the street into a house
Through the house
Out the back
Over somebody run
We'll never see anybody
Well I know there was somebody behind me probably but I'll never see them
But it's neither a man or a women its just enormous black shape
Its just a mass, a mass of something matter, coming towards me
The great big monstrous looking mass, not a shape just filling up the corridor
But it's neither a man or a women its just enormous black shape in the corridor filling up the corridor its
A crocodile chasing me

I was running away
As I ran faster, I seemed to battle against it even more
My clothes were dragging me back
My clothes were dragging me back
I was running very very fast
Somehow I couldn't stop running

I was running away
My legs wouldn't go quick enough
When I run up the sitars, and the stairs are wide and stone, their Nasty stairs um institutional stairs
And I keep running up these stairs around the corner
I can't go right to the top, I just hide around the second corner
And hope he know I won't see me and then if I here somebody
I sometimes run down the stairs into the corridor
And all the time this terrible fear that i'm only in my white liberty bodies?

I'm being followed and pursued by something
I'm never quite sure what it is
This feeling of running down a staircase
And I can still see the staircase a very wide staircase in an old house
Big carved banisters
As I go down it short flights
At the end of each flight theres a large stained glass window and I run down the stairs faster and faster and the something which is following gets nearer and nearer and I don't know what it is I have the feeling that its something which is about to envelope me in someway
Its just this feeling of being followed
And pursued

I'm running down a corridor
I'm being followed
And pursued by something
I could feel that there was somebody behind and I was being chased
And I ran for an hours worth till I got to the edge of the cliff
And just as I was getting to the edge of the cliff
I couldn't remember anymore
I can see this corridor stretching into the distance
The perspective of it
Just fading into absolute nothingness
I couldn't remember anymore
I was running very very fast
Somehow I couldn't stop running
I came to an edge of a great big cliff
And just as I was getting to the edge of the cliff
And just as I was getting to the edge of the cliff
I couldn't get my breath to call out
I went right up to the top over the other side and hung onto the cliff
I could feel that there was somebody behind
It was some form of beast it was some form of great ape and it was looping along and it was making a noise
An uncanny noise
And my clothes were dragging me back as if I'd been in the water and then my clothes were heavy and they're becoming heavier and they're being held by the streams of wind
As I run faster
I seem to battle against it even more
Well it seemed more difficult to stay on this edge
It was very dark all the way around and it was a very sharp edge
I knew that if I'd watch and kept breathing properly I could keep on the top of this ridge
Then I sort of felt myself falling over the cliff
I was falling
Falling over the cliff
Falling over a cliff