Lucero - She Wakes When She Dreams

So my dreams have been so crazy lately. I really should be writing them down. I feel like if I did, it would just sound like stories I thought up in my head while on too many drugs. Which is 'pretentious'. But for you all that care:
A) My entire family and I were eating a great dinner on top of a building and all of a sudden we saw David running around on top of a building across the street. So Dave (his dad) runs down our buildings' stairs, across the street, up that buildings' stairs, grabs David with one arm just as he's inches away from running off the edge, stumbles backwards and falls off the other edge of the building, back to the ground with David still in his arms. It's like an 11-story building so Dave lands on his back and doesn't move but David is okay because he landed on his dad. Then Dave turns onto his stomach and just starts puking up his life. It was fucking crazy.
B) I'm at Bloomfield High but it's been renovated, kind of like our hallway. Anyway, so it's all high tech and instead of being a high school it is now a college and I'm a student there, along with Joe, Alicia, and Mike Palmieri (obviously there were much more people that I know, but these three along with myself are the key players in the dream). So we get out of class and there's a courtyard we walk through and a strange machine, like a crane, holding a huge keyboard in the air. Like huge. So we walk over to it and Mike presses something on the crane and the whole fucking thing just falls down and the crane starts tipping over and mayhem just breaks loose. Like dirt is flying up from every direction and people are screaming for mercy. Typical Mike would fuck shit up, and I say that with a smile.
C) Steph Mera and Samantha Lang came to my tree house for advice and brought me to Steph's house, only it wasn't her real house. It was a much nicer, less gaudy house. I went upstairs to venture and there was like a whole 'nother apartment up there with a kitchen, living room, etc. But the best part was there were like four bedrooms and the master was so sick. I'd love to thoroughly explain but it was a dream and I'm bad at this explaining thing, I'm slowly realizing. So anyway, scratch the bedrooms being the best part. The BEST part was there were pizza bagels EVERYWHERE! On trays in the kitchen, on the beds, along the staircase, on the couches, EVERYWHERE I TELL YOU! Steph tried telling me her mom made them but I knew they were from Bagels Abroad. I think it was because of this that I asked if I could rent the upstairs from them, but they said no.

Those are just a few examples. To be completely honest, I've been having so much trouble falling asleep. Toss and turn for about an hour and a half before I'm all out. It sucks because I'm really enjoying these dreams, even though some are questionable. They're much funner than some of my real days awake. Yeah, I know it sounds gay and even emo, but it really shouldn't be taken that way. I'm happy, or feel like I am the happiest I could be here. Oh shut up, Andrea.

So in conclusion, I would hear this song in the shower today and fall madly in love with everything about it - even his raspy voice. If you don't at least listen to it, read it.

Lyrics:
she's crying herself to sleep every night
til her eyes shut and find better times
she wakes when she dreams
sleeps when she wakes

now sleep my sweet girl
and dream of better days

nothing it seems went according to plan
who are we kidding, there was never a plan
we followed our instincts
in the worst kinds of ways

now sleep my sweet girl
and dream of better days

she sits at the bar, and smiles and she drinks
she talks the whole night
never says what she means
she'll fight when she's drunk
we stay outta the way

now sleep my sweet girl
and dream of better drays

she wears a sorrow her beauty can't hide
i pray she sheds it and sleeps the whole night
she wakes when she dreams
she sleeps when she wakes

now sleep my sweet girl
and dream of better days