The wedding that never ended

Last night I dreamed I was DJing a wedding that never ended. Same first dance, same bride and groom, same guests, but every time I looked up, they were older. The cake was the same cake, just with more candles. I kept trying to play their song again, but my hands wouldn't work on the decks, and the whole time the mother of the bride kept tapping me on the shoulder saying 'can you play something for the young people?' and there were no young people left. Woke up feeling like I'd done forty gigs in one night.