So far July has been a month to forget.

Why do I have to fly

over every town up and down the line?

I'll die in the clouds above

and you that I defend, I do not love.

I wake up, it's a bad dream,

No one on my side,

I was fighting

But I just feel too tired

to be fighting,

guess I'm not the fighting kind.

Where will I meet my fate?

Baby I'm a man, I was born to hate.

And when will I meet my end?

In a better time you could be my friend.

I wake up, it's a bad dream,

No one on my side,

I was fighting

But I just feel too tired

to be fighting,

guess I'm not the fighting kind.

Wouldn't mind it

if you were by my side

But you're long gone,

yeah you're long gone now.

Where do we go?

I don't even know,

My strange old face,

And I'm thinking about those days,

And I'm thinking about those days.

I wake up, it's a bad dream,

No one on my side,

I was fighting

But I just feel too tired

to be fighting,

guess I'm not the fighting kind.

Wouldn't mind it

if you were by my side

But you're long gone,

yeah you're long gone now...

- Keane, "A Bad Dream"

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If only more of my numerous bad days ended this way.