Feverdream

What the? What have we here?
Heat fills the space burning the ears
Are we still alive?
Is this Mars?
How long can we go this hard?

Is there anything more real?
Half dead and making sacred deals
Maybe the final stand?
Will lucid slip?
Is it time to slow this trip?

Through haze, hear you whisper
"Friends don't keep score that's why we're here"
Casting out demons, we transform
Until we emerge reborn

Feverdream
Feverdream



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Gabaldon, David Levison, Nic Mcfiendish
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