Nightmares About Europe

visions of my highschool days
coming back to me in a dream
of a ficticous new years eye party
i found myself entangled
with pretty girls i never even knew
the jubilation of the present
situation grasping me like
i grasped her once upon a time
in my mind or in the flesh
i don't know anymore
so, i keep dreaming
of concrete pillars outside
in the bittersweet rain
under canaponies that seemed
to be falling and i missed her
that night
she must have walked right by
into the grey crowds
the down trodden masses
down some oppressive soviet street
and the bleakness that engulfed
the whole atmosphere of the place
must have manifested itself in my face
for it felt the smile
i had once held sntached from
it in an instant
blink and you would have missed it
like i missed her that night
under the dark arches
in cobbled european streets
and as we speak i'm ready to leave
for barcelona but i don't know
anymore so those streets could have
been moscow, kiev or prague
for i all i cared and i so was scared
when i woke with tears
in my eyes and a heart so heavy
my overcoat was all i had at my back
been there before and apparently
i'm going back...