i very rarely am aware of my dreams, I can only remember about ten in my life, only one had colour or sound.
I had borrowed a book about Tutankhamen from the library, and the Autobahn LP on the same day.
That night, I saw the whole funeral, carrying the body all the way to the final resting place, in brilliant colour, whilst accompanied by both sides of the record.
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