3:12
Book, 2021
Written by John Flansburgh and John Linnell
In this surprisingly sad song, the narrator bemoans the fact that although he has a photographic memory in his waking life, which is "an ever-ending litany of pain and ennui," he can't remember his dreams, which are unfailingly good. It's sort of like a "Twilight Zone" episode. But one particular stanza gives a hint of optimism: "I can't remember the dream that I had last night / But the simple fact that my mind could concoct such a thing / As the incredible dream that I had last night / Is a clue to the key to a door to a world like that." Hey, maybe things might get better.
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