Audience of One

In my recurring dream

I'm behind the wheel

With no control

Over where I am going

Or the things that I feel

I've lost control

There is a man

Or is he a statue?

He looks familiar

He looks just like you

Off to my left

Off of my chest

Off of my chest

It hit me while I was sleeping

You go with the feeling

You go with your gut

Knowing death could find you anytime

I keep you top of my mind

In my recurring dream

I am naked

Playing to an audience of one

And audience of none

Just a shadow

Moving across the floor

'Til it's not moving anymore

It's not moving anymore

It hit me while I was sleeping

You go with the feeling

You go with your gut

Knowing death could find you anytime

I keep you top of my mind

It hit me while I was sleeping

You go with the feeling

You go with your gut

Knowing death could find you anytime

I keep you top of my mind