Wow it�s cold in here, I can�t stop this shivering,
I wish I could speak but my bottom lip is quivering
Suddenly there�s a noise and a bright light in my eyes
Fixed and dilated is what I heard someone reply
A sheet was unfolded and draped over my head
What a minute, what the hell, surly I�m NOT dead
Help get this F�n sheet up off my face
Help me to my feet I need out of this place
OK, the joke is over, now I am scared
I feel my heart pounding at maximum squared
Where are they taking me, I can hear a squeaky wheel
There�s a rush off cool air on my feet that I feel
Wait don�t drop me, what the hell are you doing
What�s all this talk about a prep for a viewing
Oh my God they think I�m dead, wait I�m still alive
Gasping for breath, tears in my eyes
I get moved once again then someone takes my sheet
My last vision of Andrea, it is so bittersweet
That�s when I awake in a sweat, on my bed, next to my wife
Shaking and crying it was the worst dream in my life
It�s night once again, time for sleep, or so it would seem
Will this be the night I sleep through this dream
Dave Shafto
October 2004
