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