Any last requests before I go   Time is fading fast and feeling slow   Hit me when I start to dream   When I whisper maybe close the screen      I'm not asking for opinions   Spare me all your little minions   I just want to wake inside my dreams   I don't know what makes me happy   Just give me joy and make it snappy   Paste my numbered soul with magazines      Someone made a killing on tv   Everyone was willing no one free   All the kids in china stores   Know that living makes them sore      CHORUS      Blessed are the meek for they shall see   Everything that we've already seen   Everybody we have known   Every thing that's overgrown      CHORUS