I’ve been having some strange dreams lately. I was going through the park when I saw the singer in the Ark and he said to me “I would like to have a son with you, a brown eyed little boy with red curly hair”.

Hallelujah

I’ve been having some strange dreams lately. Found a man in my bed saying “I am not dead yet”. He had a haircut like Elvis Presley. “My name is Jeff Buckley and I’ll make you sing...

Hallelujah”

I’ve been having some strange dreams lately. Jan can you interpret this to common sense to me? “Yes I think I can help you Pablo. I’m gonna stick to this case I’m gonna make you sing...

Hallelujan”

“I’ve been doing some research on you. I found ghosts in your closets and dead dogs buried under your floor. I am used to this dishonest misbehaviour. Don’t play tricks on me ‘cause I could be your saviour.”

Hallelujah

My mum said I needed some gratification. “Public radio station serve my son a song. ‘Cause I know that he will sing along. So this one’s for you my darling, one two...

Hallelujah”