He cried, he cried, and he cried ...
...rained 40 nights ...
Played lots of chess ...
...made lots of friends ..
And he wept every time it would rain
(from Loudon Wainwrigth III "The man who couldn't cry")
This is not a dream, not a dream
We are using your brain's electrical system as a receiver
We are unable to transmit through your conscious neural interference
You are receiving this broadcast as a dream
We are transmitting from the year 1-9-..... [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/d/dj_shadow/changeling.html ]
