i found myself in a dark room
more asleep then awake
as i felt around for the door
i found the walls covered in wet paint
the shag wrapped around my feet
my eyes still could not adjust
my hands stumbled upon a shape
cold and smooth and leading me down down down
i began to wake
rolling over to find you near
the indentation warm
you weren't gone long
there's a light coming from the hall
i closed my eyes to listen
there's not a sound
but the crying faucet
and aching walls
our photo of spain
turned on its face
i saw this coming
from a mile away
so i lay back down
and long for the room
with shag and paint
and the staircase
leading me home
Worth the price of admission for Impossible Soul alone. What a great journey of a song that is. If I'm feeling really stressed out, I like to turn it on and just listen - usually once I'm at the end I feel a lot better. rar