"D.V."

© 1992 by Andersen Silva

Woke up this morning it happened again!
     Remnants of vision around in my head.
Know it'll take place, I just don't know when.
     Faded away, and I lay as one dead.

Chilling sensation, why do I see
     Bits of my future when none should appear?
Seems like a dream, but eventually
     I'll live out the scene and confront my strange fear.

CHORUS:
I've got that deja vu feeling, AGAIN!
I've got that deja vu feeling, AGAIN!


I don't want to believe, yet somehow I know
     What you'll say next to me, how I will reply.
I wait for your words; they seem to come slow.
     This predestination to change I will try.

I blurt out a statement, not what I recall;
     Suddenly, it seems I've broken the spell.
I brace myself mentally expecting to fall,
     But it's over now, got no story to tell.

CHORUS

Woke up this morning, it happened again!
     Remnants of vision around in my head.
Don't know when it'll stop, but I guess until then
     I'll just have to hope I don't see myself dead...