So of course my FAWM-Brain had a dream I was in the studio, and of course Dream-Me made a BANGER song that I could barely remember when I woke up. Still, I sang into voice notes and emailed it to @thenucleus immediately.

The only lyric I could remember was the first line, but what a fun prompt to try to recreate a song I made in a dream...

Her hand reaches out my way My way is somewhere from here to the nearest highway Her gaze meets mine through the crowd stops time Or wait it's not clear can you play it back over the monitor?

Don't meet your legends Don't stay after the show Out by the back door Out there in the cold Following footsteps You might've not heard She’ll wait to hear how you love her Then turn her back to the curb

What's it like wanting be like her? Every girl that you've met in the whole wide world Never seemed quite as content No, never seemed quite as spent on losing every cent

Don't meet your legends Woah woah woah You're just like me before I went and got old Don’t let them see the shine in your eyes Those big bright blues like your hypnotized Don't let them see the shine your eyes They'll look right in, try to see a reflection

What if they're better What if they don't hesitate Shakespeare in his bedroom On stage could he even personate? What if there's no sand in the hourglass? What if you just have to stand up and speak to the class?

Who’s first? Who’s the opener? Will they ever be as good as her? She’s best First class Bet she skipped all her tests Better not hesitate In her bedroom, does she ever personate you? What if she looks out at the crowd every night What if she sees you past all that blinding light? Don’t you know, it's lonely up on that stage Through the back door, she'll check to see if you wait

Don’t meet your fans Don't stay after the show Don't go out through the back door Where they're waiting in the cold Avoiding footsteps That you might've not heard They'll tell you they love you Then turn their back to the world