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If you could choose your surname |
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By the colour of the sky, |
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Wrap yourself in clothes, there's a hundred years, |
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And they're running out your eyes |
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And turning into rain, into words, into phrases |
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The sentances that become an experience |
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So we can wake up where we choose. |
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I'm dreaming a dream, but I, I am innocent, |
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I dream, I, I am innocent, |
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I dream, I, I am innocent, to dream |
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And possibly the biggest problem we have here, |
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On the earth is that every night, when the sun |
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Goes down, and stars come out. |
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It's the endless possibility of a dark sky. |
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It's questions make us realise, what we could never be, or what we always could be, I'm dreaming a dream, I, I am innocent, |
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I dream, I, I am innocent, |
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I dream, I, I am innocent, to dream |
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I'm dreaming a dream, I, I am innocent, |
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I dream, I, I am innocent, |
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I dream, I, I am innocent, to dream... |
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I'm dreaming a dream, I, I am innocent, |
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I dream, I, I am innocent, |
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I dream, I, I am innocent, to dream |
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I'm dreaming a dream, I, I am innocent, |
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I dream, I, I am innocent, |
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I dream, I, I am innocent, to dream |
