Babies in the street
When I wake up
The weirdest dream
Leave my house at 10
Hear my favorite song again
And I say
Have I grown dull on you?
I know I am an alien
Or do you not notice 'cause you've
Had too much to think about
(You can't believe it anymore
I like the way it was before)
Planes move through the sky
I walk to work in fading light
Daddies with their kids
I still want that
I still feel sick, oh
I can't hide from all the violence in my dreams
I can't taste it 'til I'm drifting off to sleep
Hey, are you there?
I'll stop shouting
Cold in the air
Do you taste it?
