Sweet Dreams of Otherness

Flashes lit up the darkness of wartime

You can see the paleness of worn nerves

These were the places that made us

Now riddled with the ghosts of another world

Born to live again

Standing strange in a sea of beige

I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream

Sweet dreams of otherness

In memory of mankind

I am listening but I can't hear you

Well maybe I'm losing my mind

Maybe I'm losing my mind

Soft explosions echo from the rooftops

It must be the call of youthful noise

Finally in the age that we were born

Ancient language with a modern voice

Born to live again

Standing strange in a sea of beige

I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream

Sweet dreams of otherness

In memory of mankind

I am listening but I can't hear you

Well maybe I'm losing my mind

Sweet dreams of otherness

In memory of mankind

I am listening but I can't hear you

Maybe I'm losing my mind

Exhaust in the purple skies

Perspiration stings my eyes

Impervious from north to south

I hold the embers in my mouth (Maybe I'm losing my mind)

I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream (Maybe I'm losing my mind)

I'm spun and naked and reckless like a dream

I am listening but I can't hear you