He meditates   On yesterday   And then he faints      He was an angel   That never fell down   And never got up again      It wasn't the first time   Nor the last   That he'd ever erase the past/P>       He meditates   On yesterday   And then he faints      It wasn't safe to say   Whatever remains   Of our yesterdays   It just won't be the same      When I'm old and I'm preparing for my eternal sleep   Jesselyn, I see you an realize it's a dream.