awake and dream Thinking just how powerful the love we made could be And I can't help believing it's all still possible But if coming to our senses is
common streets Now if flesh is weak My passion is my shield And my strength is my speech In which i'll make men yeild 'cause in the field of expertize
as real as any dream Just as real as any dream Oh, Ambrosia, pour it sweet and slow I need to be replenished, I need to overflow Let my senses know
that train load of fools bogged down in a magnetic field A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring Said,"Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the
"Paralyzed and frozen Free your mind You're broken Paralyzed and frozen Learn to roam Don't look back" On stunning fields of mayhem I will find no relief It's just a dream
. Theresa told me we should rattle our bones Now we're we're going off to the dial tone Some kid started blowing on a saxophone Cheerleaders dream of
together Your heart is my home The golden field, the sense of red nights There's something lost Cause we've forgotten to fight The field is broken but the dream
drive cows from the byre, And the heat from the sun made the corn grow strong and with it my desire. Well I'd see her in my dreaming and in my dreams
much as think we're dreaming And I am the dream of a child I am the doors of the tor store open wide With my shelves picked clean and empty I am the dream
evil one A strange kind of darkness sanks over the battlefield The enemy soldiers lies bleeding all over the field The fear in their eyes when you show them true sense
elevated, lifted to my highest dream My whole world's revolving in circles round your heart You gotta be the one for me or else life makes no sense So
In expectance of the eons fall - we are... Endless entity in dream of wisdom hidden deep... Earth we know Approaches to turning point Passing through
flesh and blood... Asleep, drifting through depths Of derangement restrained Vital catharsis, writhing collapse Deliquesced human sense... A days as calm as dream
a hundred years On daughters and sons of the land Who're standing here, holding a fistful of dirt Watching it slip through my hands See the fields of
Into the distance, a ribbon of black Stretched to the point of no turning back A flight of fancy on a windswept field Standing alone my senses reeled
sex And losing their virginity at recess Buying push up bras you have to stuff to fill in And giving hand jobs on the bus during school field trips During
one who got me through And fight like it was after school Never giving up Steady, standing on the battle field Feet firm to the ground like i stepped
When knowledge aroused his sense Encircled by clouds In the gales now enlightened reborn Wish I could fly through the land beloved Not in my dream, nor