“I don’t know why I feel so tongue tied” (another radiohead dream)

[chakidry]

...I was sitting in a classroom. I knew I was out of place when I looked up and saw the chalkboard read TWO PLUS TWO EQUALS FIVE. Needless to say the teacher was a bit of a SCATTERBRAIN. She kept ordering the class to SIT DOWN, STAND UP, which she explained was a great method of learning calculus. By the time she was done with us it was in THE GLOAMING, way past time to go home. I walked outside and found that it wasn’t in the evening at all anymore; it was now around noon and quite bright. While walking I passed a church and watched a bride and groom come running down the steps, smiling as they dodged barrages of rice. For some reason this one guy in the crowd was bowling his rice in a pot. As the newlyweds started to enter their waiting car the man hastily threw the boiling mess onto them. I left just in time to avoid A PUNCH UP A THE WEDDING. Suddenly I found myself in front of a house that I assumed to be mine. The 20 foot red flashing sign that read “You live here” had a lot to do with that assumption. Walking up my drive way I noticed a WOLF AT THE DOOR. As he stood up and lit a cigarette he pointed towards his tail nonchalantly. Cocking his head a bit, he looked at me out of the corner of one eye. This is WHERE I END AND YOU BEGIN he told me, jabbing his cigarette in the general direction of his tale. I stood there pondering his statement; I’m sure looking quite confused. As he ashed in the bushes he brought a stethoscope out of his jacket, pressed it against my nose, listened for a few seconds and diagnosed me with an acute case of MYXOMATOSIS. Not being familiar with the ailment and being worried about it’s seriousness I asked him what I should do. He replied by telling me to SAIL TO THE MOON. Beyond just being puzzled now I asked him why I should do any such thing. The medically knowledgeable canine told me that that particular satellite had the best health care in the universe. He then turned his attention towards a kid riding his bike up the street, fast approaching. As the kid passed us the wolf licked his lips, flicked his cigarette away and proceeded to chase the poor kid down, occasionally howling WE SUCK YOUNG BLOOD. Forgetting about the medical attention I might have urgently been needing I walked into the house. Oddly enough it was snowing inside. It was coming down quite heavily with strong gusts blowing through the living room. I went to the refrigerator and found a single mug of steaming coffee. I took it to the couch and sipped on it as I watched the BACKDRIFTS pile up in the corners. This peaceful moment quickly dissolved as I realized that I was being buried alive. Unable to move and on the verge of suffocation I yelled out in complete terror. Feeling snow slide down my esophagus...I awoke to find myself lying in my bed, panting with sweat on my brow. Laying back down and shutting my eyes I listened to the sound of someone walking towards my bed. The strangely familiar voice asked me if I was ok. Without bothering to open my eyes I told the voice that I just had a bad dream. THERE, THERE the voice said and I felt an oddly furry hand pat my forehead. GO TO SLEEP said the voice to which I replied I WILL.

(yes, a little bit insane. probably not as good as the original one either. still i'm bored out of my mind and i thought i'd pay this not yet released album a bit of tribute)