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the television is on all night
whispering with lullabies
warmly glowing as i sleep
my dreams are televisions
my tv knows how to treat a man
faced with conflict and violence
and the promise of a better day
i'll wait through the commercial break
so wait with me and keep me close
raise your glass let's make a toast
to all the stories ever told
i'll be your remote control
and pick and choose the ones to share
put them back into the air
i turn them on
i turn them off
my dreams are televisions
and my computer screen is filled with dreams as well
screaming help from the bottom of a well
a match was lit and now we smell
the phosphorus and we hear the bell
and we see the light and it's shining bright
and it burns our eyes like a billion fireflies
it takes us there where no one cares
my dreams are televisions
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