I've Been Dreaming Up A Storm Lately
Pandora's Box Lyrics


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Ah, come on, come on, let me tell you all about it.
We've got all the time in the world.
That's good,
That's nice...
I've been dreaming up a storm lately
Over and over again
And now I can't stop, can't stop...
Been dreaming about mirrors.Millions of mirrors.
An endless army of mirrors out of control, reflecting people to death.
To blindness and then death.
Oh and the mirrors kept getting larger.
They kept growing... swelling...
They kept spreading out And now I can't seem to stop them.
They're still growing and I can't seem to stop them.
I have to keep filling them up,
I have to keep feeding them
And they're still getting larger!And larger!!!
The mirrors have become vast and beautiful
And very, very hungry.
Hungrier than I've ever been.
Too hungry.
I no longer have any control over what they show me or what they see.
They decide themselves what they would like to reflect.
They won't obey me!!!
They create a reflection and then I have to go out and find the real thing that matches it.
And almost always when I put the real thing in front of the mirrors
It's not nearly as beautiful as the reflection that came first.
And at that point I have to destroy the real thing
And go out looking again until finally
I find another real thing,A thing that does match what's inside the mirror
and which is truly worthy of the beautiful reflection that came first.
But I almost never find it.
And the mirrors get even hungrier.
Pretty soon now they're going to devour me.
They're going to swallow me up Piece by piece,Bit by bit, shiver by shiver, tremble by tremble,Sliver and sliver and splinter by splinter...
But you can help me, please.
They want you, please.
They've given me your image.
Before I ever saw you they gave me you image.
Please.I'd like to make you one of my reflections
And feed you to the mirrors.
Please.
They only need one more to fill them up
And if it were you I feel that they would be satisfied.As I would.
Please.You have such a beautiful reflection...
Don't ever waste it.




Now....
YOUR PLACE OR MINE ?

Overall Meaning

The opening line in the song "Ah, come on, come on, let me tell you all about it, we've got all the time in the world," suggests an urgency in the lyrics. The dream sequence is often used as a metaphor for our subconscious mind, and this song is no exception. The lyrics describe the dream sequence in vivid detail, with a recurring image of mirrors reflecting people to death. The dream mirrors are vast, beautiful, and very hungry. The hunger of the mirrors is powerful and enough to devour the singer, piece by piece.


The mention of the "real thing" that matches what's inside the mirror is a metaphorical representation of identity, substance, or validation. The singer feels that they have to go out and try to match this image, or they will be devoured by the mirrors. In the end, the singer pleads with the listener to be a part of the reflection, to feed the mirrors and satisfy their hunger. The closing line of the song, "Your place or mine?" is an unexpected turn from the dream imagery, indicating a shift from subconscious thoughts to more superficial ones.


Line by Line Meaning

Ah, come on, come on, let me tell you all about it.
The singer is eager to share their story.


We've got all the time in the world.
The singer is not in a rush and has plenty of time to share their story.


That's good, That's nice...
The singer acknowledges the listener's response but is still focused on their story.


I've been dreaming up a storm lately
The artist has been having vivid and intense dreams.


Over and over again And now I can't stop, can't stop...
The artist is experiencing repetitive dream patterns that have become uncontrollable.


Been dreaming about mirrors.Millions of mirrors.
The singer's dreams involve an overwhelming number of mirrors.


An endless army of mirrors out of control, reflecting people to death.
The mirrors in the dream are reflecting people until they die.


To blindness and then death.
The process of reflection in the dream leads to blindness and eventually death.


Oh and the mirrors kept getting larger.
The mirrors in the dream are growing in size.


They kept growing... swelling...
The mirrors in the dream continue to grow rapidly.


They kept spreading out And now I can't seem to stop them.
The mirrors in the dream are expanding uncontrollably.


They're still growing and I can't seem to stop them.
The mirrors in the dream are still growing and the artist cannot control them.


I have to keep filling them up, I have to keep feeding them And they're still getting larger!And larger!!!
The singer must continue to satisfy the mirrors' hunger, which only causes them to grow larger.


The mirrors have become vast and beautiful And very, very hungry. Hungrier than I've ever been. Too hungry.
The mirrors in the dream are now overwhelmingly beautiful and famished.


I no longer have any control over what they show me or what they see.
The singer has lost control over the mirrors in the dream.


They decide themselves what they would like to reflect. They won't obey me!!!
The mirrors in the dream now control what they reflect and do not listen to the artist.


They create a reflection and then I have to go out and find the real thing that matches it.
The mirrors in the dream create a reflection that the artist must then search for in reality.


And almost always when I put the real thing in front of the mirrors It's not nearly as beautiful as the reflection that came first.
The reality of the reflected object is often less beautiful than the mirrored image.


And at that point I have to destroy the real thing And go out looking again until finally I find another real thing,A thing that does match what's inside the mirror and which is truly worthy of the beautiful reflection that came first.
The singer destroys the disappointing reality and continues to search for a new object that matches the idealized mirror image.


But I almost never find it.
The artist rarely finds an object that meets the mirror's standards.


And the mirrors get even hungrier.
As the artist fails to satisfy the mirrors' hunger, they grow even more famished.


Pretty soon now they're going to devour me.
The mirrors in the dream will soon consume the artist.


They're going to swallow me up Piece by piece,Bit by bit, shiver by shiver, tremble by tremble,Sliver and sliver and splinter by splinter...
The mirrors in the dream will consume the singer gradually and painfully, leaving them shattered into pieces.


But you can help me, please. They want you, please.
The artist urges the listener to help satisfy the mirrors' hunger by offering themselves as an object for reflection.


They've given me your image. Before I ever saw you they gave me you image.
The mirrors in the dream have already provided the singer with an image of the listener.


Please.I'd like to make you one of my reflections And feed you to the mirrors. Please.
The singer pleads with the listener to consent to being an object for reflection in the dream to satisfy the mirrors' hunger.


They only need one more to fill them up And if it were you I feel that they would be satisfied.As I would.
The mirrors in the dream only require one more object to be satiated, and the singer believes the listener would fulfill that need.


Please.You have such a beautiful reflection... Don't ever waste it.
The artist compliments the listener's physical appearance and urges them not to waste it.


Now.... YOUR PLACE OR MINE ?
The artist makes a suggestive invitation to the listener, perhaps as a means of satisfying the mirrors' hunger.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JIM STEINMAN

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