Stupid Dream
A body is washed up on a Norfolk beach He was a friend that I could not reach He thought I was cold but I understand But for the grace of God goes another man And I may just waste away from doing nothing But you're a martyr for even less, for even less, for even less A choirboy is buried on the moor Where we used to go dreaming when we were bored Some kids are best left to fend for themselves And others were born to stack shelves And I may just waste away from doing nothing But you're a martyr for even less, for even less, for even less (For even less) (For even less) 0096-2251-2110-8105 0096-2251-2110-8105 0096-2251-2110-8105
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 20, 2026
[Written by Steven Wilson] [Instrumental]
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 18, 2026
You keep me waiting You keep me alone in a room full of friends You keep me hating You keep me listening to The Bends No amount of pointless days can make this go away You have me on my knees You have me listless and deranged You have me in your pocket You have me distant and estranged No narcotics in my brain can make this go away I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you I worry that I don't act the way you'd want me to I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you Ah-ah-ah-ah You find me wanting You find me bloodless but inspired You find me out You find me hallucinating fire No narcotics in my brain can make this go away I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you I worry that I don't act the way you'd like me to I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you (Ah-ah, ah-ah) Have we ever been here before? Running headlong at the floor Leave me dreaming on a railway track Wrap me up and send me back (Have we ever been here before?) I'm sorry that (Running headlong at the floor) I'm sorry that I'm not like you (Leave me dreaming on a railway track) I worry that (Wrap me up and send me back) I don't act the way you'd like me to Ah-ah, ah-ah
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 20, 2026
I need you more than you can know And if I hurt myself, it's just for show I found a better way to curb the pain You put a trigger here, inside my brain Mother, I need her I'm falling apart Mother, I need her And it's only the start I may be nothing now but I will rise I'll have more followers than Jesus Christ Mother, I need her I'm falling apart Mother, I need her And it's only the start Through all the smashing things and crashing cars I love the ground you walk with all my heart Mother, I need her I'm falling apart Mother, I need her And it's only the start Mother, I need her
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 20, 2026
A light snow is falling on London All sign of the living has gone The last train pulls into the station And no one gets off, and no one gets on Don't hate me I'm not special like you I'm tired and I'm so alone One light burns in a window It guides all the shadows below Inside the ghost of a parting And no one is left, just the cigarette smoke Don't hate me I'm not special like you I'm tired and I'm so alone Don't fight me I know you'll never care Can I call you on the telephone, now and then? Don't hate me I'm not special like you I'm tired and I'm so alone Don't fight me I know you'll never care Can I call you on the telephone, now and then?
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 20, 2026
How many children Did I bring to the world? How many did I lose In the shopping arcade? This is no rehearsal Play it back and throw things at the screen This is no rehearsal Somebody interpret this for me Still I remember How I dressed him this morning And then he was gone Stolen, my only one This is no rehearsal Play it back and throw things at the screen This is no rehearsal Somebody interpret this for me This is no rehearsal Play it back and throw things at the screen This is no rehearsal Somebody interpret this for me
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 20, 2026
I am in my pram Look, you, I'm so new Oh, I'm sleeping there Underneath the stairs If you wanted to You'd find inside my mind Things so surreal In the rain in cellophane Pale dogs and demigods They won't bring me down The cogs go 'round, they never stop I've been in limousines I've seen inside your dreams It's raining there Try not to stare (Cogs go 'round) In the rain in cellophane (They never stop) Pale dogs and demigods (Cogs go 'round) They won't bring me down (They never stop) The cogs go 'round, they never stop (Cogs go 'round) In the rain in cellophane (They never stop) Pale dogs and demigods (Cogs go 'round) They won't bring me down (They never stop) The cogs go 'round, they never stop
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 20, 2026
Ghosts in the park Appear just after dark Killers, children But no one has a harp They look like tourists It makes me want to laugh Under floorboards It's hard to fly a kite Underwater My cigarettes won't light Standing in the shade I'm getting frostbite Strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute Look in my dreams It's getting stranger by the minute When I'm drowning You drag me up to you Rings in the water My only residue But you're just fiction And I'm a twisted boy Strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute Look in my dreams It's getting stranger by the minute Strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute Look in my dreams It's getting stranger by the minute Strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute Look in my dreams It's getting stranger by the minute
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 20, 2026
Stranded here on planet Earth It's not much but it could be worse Everything's free here, there's no crowds Winter lasted five long years No sun will come again, I fear Chemical harvest was sown And I will wait for you Until the sky is blue And I will wait for you What else can I do? A spaceship from another star They ask me where all the people are What can I tell them? I tell them, "I'm the only one There was a war but I must've won Please, take me with you" And I will wait for you Until the sky is blue And I will wait for you What else can I do?
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 20, 2026
[Written by Porcupine Tree] [Instrumental]
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 18, 2026
This song leaks out onto the pavement It could be a joke, it could be a statement The more that I fake it and pretend I don't care The more you can read into what isn't there Maybe it's time to stop swimming Maybe it's time to find out where I'm at What I should do, where I should be But no one will give me a map I'll leave now, this can't continue But I forget which door I came through And I know that the lift can be painfully slow So I think I'll leave by the window Heal softly Heal softly Heal softly Heal softly Heal softly Heal Heal Heal softly Heal softly
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 20, 2026