Original lyrics

EN

This is the story of dismas and dawn Two conceits to make the song more heartbreaking Middle-west picaresque They couldn’t find the fulfillment center Dismas said: Girl, I'm gonna buy you everything like we’re in a rich man’s dream They couldn’t find the fulfillment center Damn this map, the roads look more like lines of zahn across a dead man’s heart They couldn’t find the fulfillment center Dawn she thinks: Well, I guess we’re deep in someone else’s dream - just keep driving till we stop And I believe As we’re lying in the car And the frost crawls slowly over us Let’s hold hands Sharing heat I believe We can close our eyes Escape the dream