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Produced by Sam Soper
Written by James Vincent and Sam Soper
Performed by The Wednesday Play
James C. Vincent - vocals
Sam Soper - bass, electric guitar, Roland TR-626, floor toms, bvox
Rob Paul - bvox
© One Shoe Records Ltd
Ⓟ OSR Publishing, The Wednesday Play

Lyrics

Sometimes I don’t even know where I’m going when I’m gone
Sometimes when I’m driving slow, rain clouds forming up above
I’m a sleepwalking man, find myself between your sheets
Now I’m sleeping on my own, I guess that’s how it is

[Bridge]
And you don’t even notice half the time when I’m out of my mind
And you don’t even know if I’m alright, but I’m out of my mind

[Chorus]
Well I hope that this is a dream
Well I hope that this is a dream
Well I hope that this is a dream
Well I hope that this is a dream

Tunnel vision closing in, just want to see the light again
What’s wrong with the wiring? Take me off a hair-pin bend
Now I’m freewheeling, now I’m on your street again
Won’t you invite me in? I think I’m falling apart

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

And you don’t know, sleepwalking man…