Part 1

[Man's voice]
This tape recounts a dream which occurred close to the termination of approximately 400 hours of intensive, individual therapy. Now, the patient recounts her dream:

[Older woman's voice]
I had this dream earlier this morning and I wrote it down. The dream is that I'm in some sort of a... and I'm in a hotel I'm at... I'm like at a convention or something. And I feel sort of almost like there's too much going on. There are all different kinds of meetings going on. Stuff on experimental psych and therapy, chemical aspects. All of it

But, I'm... while I don't mind having all this going on inside of me. It's sort of... I think I'm going to be relieved when it's over. When I can sort of settle back down

Part 2

[Verse 1]
It's where you live, but you don't know how it's built
If we're just dust, then it doesn't matter who you kill
Don't cut me up, then tell me that it's ok
Just turn it off 'cause I don't care anyway

[Pre-Chorus]
It lit me up
It lit me up
It lit me up
It lit me up

[Verse 2]
Something stirrin' in a deep Atlantic trench
Doesn't forget the thousand years before it slept
It's the beast, it's my heart, it's old bread
I dive down into its unit in its head
[Pre-Chorus]
It lit me up
It lit me up
It lit me up
It lit me up

[Chorus 1]
It lit me up like a torch on a pitch black night
Like an ember in the needles of a dried out pine
It lit me up, and I burn from the inside out
Yeah, I burn like a witch in a Puritan town
It lit me
It lit me

[Verse 3]
When I grow up, I wanna be a heretic
I wanna climb over the wall 'cause I'm not on the list
I wanna put my hands to work 'til the work's done
I wanna open up my heart like the ocean

[Pre-Chorus]
It lit me up
It lit me up
It lit me up
It lit me up
[Chorus 2]
It lit me up like a rag soaked in gasoline
In the neck of the bottle breaking right at my feet
It lit me up, and I burned from the inside out
Yeah, I burned like a witch in a Puritan town
It lit me
It was a good dream

[Postlude]
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