[Daffodils on the piano]

I'm going to have to see a shrink.I keep having this recurring nightmare where I go to Hillsborough,usually it's a night game and we lose.We play shite and Carlos talks bollocks before and after the game.It's getting me down and I'm losing sleep.Am I going mad,it seems so real.It feels as if I am actually in the stadium sitting freezing my gonads off,I can remember the journey, driving the car.xxxx me I must see my doctor I can't go on.
Or it could just be real,but I can't see that.