Yawning کے بول

6 a.m. a man stood up beside the bed his head all wet From a dream he had before Recapitulating, concentrating he killed his love In her sleep oh no Looking out the bedroom window, some lights shining, Catches his eyes Out there at the gasstation some men pay no attention He's looking outside, too Through his binoculars he sees two men throwing a body From the back of their pick- up truck She lay's down in a pool of blood, Not movin' at all on the stone cold ground.. Yawning, he's yawning Honey I had a bad dream, like nothing I ever seen "please david, would you mind and go back to sleep again" A 22 caliber gun, he keeps in his locker A 22 caliber gun, fitting perfectly... ...in this little drawer