Things In A Dream

They start at seven in a field day

They got a heaven so they live delayed

Somebody save them lest they steal away

Don’t bother selling, corner’s well policed

Try moving in but nothing’s up for lease

You scratched the surface now we’re doomed to repeat                

You gotta give it just minute for the dose to kick in

Things in a dream to get out of your head

Separating the connections that you made

Sun spilling beams but you’re still in your bed

With a fun-loving fate that you can’t trade

With a fun-loving fate

I saw the soldiers drinking in the street

Outflank maneuvered now in full retreat                           

You must admit at this point that it’s just a given

Fun spitting teeth to fill up in your hand

A remembrance of the choices that you made

All of your time fills up just with the sand

A deserted post dissenting the command 

Now you’re done with the scene, but you’re held in your cell

No escaping from the movies that you make

Blood curdling scream can’t get out of your head

Just begin with the things that you can’t fake

Just begin with the things