I had a dream, Joe

Last night I dreamed I was at a Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds concert. It happened in a small venue, and after it had finished all the other girls went to the backstage. The place became pretty empty so I sat on a stool and stayed with my head down, thinking about life. Suddenly someone came at me and when I looked up it was Nick, he then took my hand and gave me a long, sad, hurtful kiss. It was weird and not good at all. I felt as if he was trying to tell me that sometimes we want something because we think it's going to be really good, but when it finally happens it's actually really bad, and that's why life is so full of sorrow...


Through the mists of my mind I see lips I've never kissed 
And all the things I've never done or ever will 
Between times, lost spaces of now
saudade de escrever coisas bregas como:
o vinho é o combustível
meu desejo, o comburente
Fire walk with me