Yes, 23 hours ago. I want to be sedated. Yes, the Ramones noted twenty-four hours to go, they want to be sedated. My twist is that 23 hours ago, I wanted to be sedated. Yes, get me into my dreams. Good dreams. No weird, Indiana-jones like, lucid dreams. Give me a pleasant landscape. A Van Gogh. Let me control my brain. Let me control my fingers. Let me feel no pain.
Let me Drift Away onto Fascination Street. I want to say “I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away… give me the beat boys and free my soul”.
Nice, soothing rhythms into another realm. Sleep tight and well. Dream big dreams. Wake up refresh and eager to implement the big dream roadmap. That’s the song. That’s the spirit. This is my beautiful life. Right?