Walking and Dreaming (At the Same Time)

The days are getting longer The years are getting shorter I go to light a cigarette I realize I'm underwater Something's a-brewing I feel a stir beneath my skin Look to your left, look to your right Would both of them cry at your funeral? I'm not alright going ahead alone Unaccompanied, unsupervised In the space of a few lines You may find yourself I'll be home late again So long as you're impartial In the space of a few lines You may find yourself I won't tell a soul No one has to know I won't tell anyone Turn me on again Again Turn me on again The days are getting longer The years are getting shorter I go to light a cigarette I realize I'm underwater Turn me on again Like you always do Turn me on again Like always You're more than welcome Here within my grasp We're all kidding ourselves Pretending nightmares aren't dreams Turn me on again Switch me off at night Turn me on again Switch me off at night Someone must be waiting Someone must be dreaming Are we all sleeping? Are we all dying slowly?