Tindersticks....It was a dream I had....

this room was in the middle of a sandy plain, the walls were gone but the doors and windows remained, at the side of the bed were soft cushions, two dimensional ships like ocean liners sailed across this desert , as they passed, their huge bulks disappearing into a thin line, these ships were always full of people facing windows and sometimes find their problems seem like a day’s work following deep tracks, the boats kept passing by, I watched seven or eight of these drop offs and realised the process, the ships and the people within them never differed, I thought about following any of these ships to the end of their journey, but suspected I would end up back here or a place so similar that I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference....I can’t sleep in this bed anymore....