Sweet Dreams of Otherness
Flashes lit up the darkness of wartime
You can see the paleness of worn nerves
These were the places that made us
Now riddled with the ghosts of another world
Born to live again
Standing strange in a sea of beige
I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream
Sweet dreams of otherness
In memory of mankind
I am listening but I can't hear you
Well maybe I'm losing my mind
Maybe I'm losing my mind
Soft explosions echo from the rooftops
It must be the call of youthful noise
Finally in the age that we were born
Ancient language with a modern voice
Born to live again
Standing strange in a sea of beige
I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream
Sweet dreams of otherness
In memory of mankind
I am listening but I can't hear you
Well maybe I'm losing my mind
Sweet dreams of otherness
In memory of mankind
I am listening but I can't hear you
Maybe I'm losing my mind
Exhaust in the purple skies
Perspiration stings my eyes
Impervious from north to south
I hold the embers in my mouth
(Maybe I'm losing my mind) I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream
(Maybe I'm losing my mind) I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream
I am listening but I can't hear you
You can see the paleness of worn nerves
These were the places that made us
Now riddled with the ghosts of another world
Born to live again
Standing strange in a sea of beige
I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream
Sweet dreams of otherness
In memory of mankind
I am listening but I can't hear you
Well maybe I'm losing my mind
Maybe I'm losing my mind
Soft explosions echo from the rooftops
It must be the call of youthful noise
Finally in the age that we were born
Ancient language with a modern voice
Born to live again
Standing strange in a sea of beige
I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream
Sweet dreams of otherness
In memory of mankind
I am listening but I can't hear you
Well maybe I'm losing my mind
Sweet dreams of otherness
In memory of mankind
I am listening but I can't hear you
Maybe I'm losing my mind
Exhaust in the purple skies
Perspiration stings my eyes
Impervious from north to south
I hold the embers in my mouth
(Maybe I'm losing my mind) I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream
(Maybe I'm losing my mind) I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream
I am listening but I can't hear you
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Steele, Wade Macneil, George Pettit, Dallas Green, Jordan Hastings
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