Procol Harum - Dead Man’s Dream Lyrics

As I lay down dying, a floor for my bed And a bundle of newspaper under my head I dreamed a dream, as strange as could be Concerning myself, and somebody like me We were in some city, the stranger and me The houses were open, and the streets empty The windows were bare, and the pavements dirty I asked where I was; my companion ignored me We entered a graveyard and searched for a tombstone The graves were disturbed, and the coffins wide open And the coprses were rotten, yet each one was living Their eyes were alive with maggots crawling I cried out in fear, but my voice had left me My legs were deformed, yet I moved quite freely My head was on fire, yet my hands were icy And everywhere light, yet darkness engulfed me I managed to scream and woke from my slumber I thought of my dream and lay there and wondered Where had I been? what could it mean? It was dark in the deathroom as I slithered under Procol Harum Lyrics Dead Man’s Dream Lyrics