I had a dream I was in a hall
There was a man with a gravestone on his back
I said he looked good but he just drew blanks
He left and left me dazed
But I let him pass
In silence I watched the people play their games.
I was standing on the side
Watching everyone going by
A girl came up to me and smiled sweetly
She said "come with me it's a giant drag here
I followed her up the stairs
She handed me the key
"Just open it I don't want to get bored," she said
She looked at me with stone cold eyes
"Sit with me boy, I won't bite."
We sat for hours looking at each other
Our faces were museums our bodies were still
Then she sprang up and smiled
"I've got a gift for you"
She gave me the present it was wrapped
The sign on the front gave me a fright
"Extreme Dirty Sex," my eyes lit up
I tried to ask her what it was but she had gone
I opened it up and there was a book "The Essence of Being"
And a note, "this is phase one of my campaign to save you."
And then like a shot I woke up
Wondering what had happened to me
It had seemed so real
I didn't want it to end
I pondered its meaning and then took some action
I went on the web and searched "purity of essence"
It told me that God was going to save me
Or to join a group that would change my life.
This made me angry so I analysed my dream
All it told me was that I was insecure and lonely
And I needed to pay $5 to keep reading
This made me upset so I made some coffee
But I saw my girl pass by my window
That same look in her eye
She knew I was there
She knew I had only seen her in a dream
I burst out of the door and ran after her
She never sped up but I just couldn't catch her
When I finally caught her she just stared
Happy in the work she had done on me
I asked her in desperation, wanting to know
What the second phase was and what her name might be
Then she spoke like an angel on dope
"Go to the exhibition of the soul"
"And my name is Virtue"
She left me standing, stunned out of my brain
Watching as she passed away
I didn't see her face but I knew she was smiling
So then I started to search
For the exhibition of which Virtue spoke
I searched in the galleries and halls but there was no place
Nothing resembled what I wanted
I would have looked it up on the Internet
But I didn't want to get jerked around
I wandered and searched
I had almost given up hope
But in the street it was there
A gleaming modern building
Saying "come waste your life with us"
It was the Exhibition of the Soul.
Just like she had promised
I entered quickly but soon regretted it
Hung on the walls were pictures of my heart and soul
Writhing around like a drunken animal in chains
But then I saw the people inside and wretched
Smiling and drinking and were as fake as their tan
Talking loudly to their lovers
How it was so "brave of him to bear his feelings"
They saw me and greeted me as their saviour
Like ravenous vultures they picked at my brain
They demanded the meaning of it all
I said I was trying to save myself and they just laughed
The idea was beyond them
All they knew was how to look good in a suit.
Ten minutes in and I was bored of the scene
But I had to figure out why the fuck I was there
I looked at the pictures and found nothing
Until I saw a picture of myself
Talking to a small angel about where it all went wrong
Well the angel was Virtue all pretty and light
She held up a sign saying, "follow the light"
Then she pointed to the floor and I saw the path
A string of light bulbs in the floor
Leading down to the basement.
And in the basement what did I see?
Just a box saying "stuff for me"
I looked inside there was a note
Saying "she's the one for you"
I realised I had to get to Virtue and ask her
Why she was in my dreams
Who the fuck was she anyway?
I ran out of the room once again looking
For something that was hard to find
But for once it was a girl that I could have
A girl that only half existed
I searched for thirty days but saw no sign
Like before she'd gone and not left a sign
She said she'd save me but she left me stranded
But slowly it dawned on me
That she was never really there
Just a girl in a band that I placed in a dream
And gave a name that would sound pure
This came to me and I gave up hope
I crawled out of the shit that I had dreamt up
Five years passed and I moved on
I forgot my dream and the smile that haunted me
And that's where I am today
Waiting for a girl who I dreamed up almost yesterday
Filling my days with drink instead of hope
Because Virtue was not the name but the cure
But I didn't see that and she went away
Leaving me alone and weeping for my life
Saying goodbye to Virtue