作曲 : Ballard, Matthews
Oh, Im choking, Im choking
On the smoke from this burning house
I claw and I scrape
But I cant seem to get out
But who then, who is this
Thats scratching from the ground
Oh, its my world, too
But whose gold is this Im digging out?
When we go, where we go
When were dead
Is the verdict still out?
Do we get into line
To line up with those long dead now?
With the muffled tears of sorrow
Bones underground
Is this time our time?
Yes, it is
Without or with this shadow of doubt

I dont want to wake up

Lost in the dreams of our fathers

Oh, its such a waste child
To live and die for the dreams of our fathers

Though I must confess, yes
My view is a wonder about this

This love I possess, love

Must be the dreams of our fathers
I wanna go, I wanna run
We turn, so sure someones looking down
Its haunting me, haunting me
Leaves us here to get out
Though I dont believe, I dont believe
This flavor in my mouth
Is from my tongue alone
So bitter I wanna spit it out

I repeat these words
They come out
Under the blue light in the sky
My empty pages are filling up
With these wicked lies
But I hear deep in myself
An echo, an echo
Of empty, empty emptiness
Comes up and swells inside

I dont want to wake up
Lost in the dreams of our fathers

Oh, its such a waste child
To live and die for the dreams of our fathers

Though I must confess, yes
My view is a wonder about this

This love I possess, love
It must be the dreams of our fathers
Rain on my head

Rain on my head

Rain on me

And then give me air
Rain on my love

Again and again
Why cant I dream you away from me?
Look here, look here
Bloated, floating
Go belly down
Belly up in the water
But who is this here thats drowned?

We followed a drunken man
He got us all spinning round
But its like he swallowed himself
And didnt leave us a way out

I dont want to wake up

Lost in the dreams of our fathers

Oh, its such a shame child
To live and die for the dreams of our fathers

Though I must confess, yes
My view is a wonder about this

This love I possess, love

It must be the dreams of our fathers

This love I possess, love

It must be the dreams of our fathers
This love I possess, love

It must be the dreams of our fathers

This love I possess, love
It must be the love of our fathers

The dreams
The dreams
The dreams

This love I possess love