作曲 : Turner
作词 : Turner
I keep having dreams
Of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan
Of people wrapped up tight in the things that'll kill them
Of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom
Of open seas and ways of life we've forgotten
I keep having dreams
Amy worked in a bar in Exeter
I went back to her house and I slept beside her
She woke up screaming in the middle of the night
Terrified of her own insides
Dreams of pirate ships and Patty Hearst
Breaking through a life over rehearsed
She can't remember which came first
The house the home or the terrible thirst
She keeps having dreams
And on the worst days
When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes
She's got her cowboy boots and car keys on the bed stand
So she can always run
She can get up, shower in half an hour
She'd be gone
I keep having dreams of things I need to do
Of waking up and not following through
It feels like I haven't slept at all
When I wake to a silence and she's facing the wall
Posters of Dylan and of Hemingway
An antique compass for a sailor's escape
She says you just can't live this way
I close my eyes and I never say
I'm still having dreams
And on the worst days
When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes
I sleep with my passport
One eye on the back door
So I can always run
I can get up, shower and in half an hour
I'd be gone
And come morning
I am disappeared
Just an imprint
On the bed sheets
And by the roadside
With my thumb out
A car pulls up 
And Bob's driving
So I climb in
We don't say a word
As we pull off
Into the sunrise
And these rivers
Of tarmac
Are like arteries
'Cross the country
We are blood cells
Alive in
The blood stream
And beating heart of the country
We are electric 
Pulses
In pathways
Of the sleeping soul of the country
We are electric
Pulses
In the pathway
Of the sleeping soul of the country
(We are electric)