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Dreams Nation, On a Starry Night


 

If they don't know your dreams

They can't shoot them down.

Open your eyes child, those pyros are burning 'round.

Emptyed my bowl filled with hopeless immunities.

How come the whites are okay but not for you or me?

Such a catastrophie apparently we fall for it.

Long hot summers make me wish that I could fall forward.

I can't pause because I can't see "me" as a poster.

Rather immortalized as my delivery gets closer.

My heart speaks, and i'm sure by know you hear it fine.

Our beat is one.

Same goals, but our roads are blind.

Open your eyes people we're all right if we just turn on our light.

Step out the box and shine that laser past our darker nights.

 

people we're all right if we just turn on our light.

Step out the box and shine that laser past our darker nights.

 

people we're all right if we just turn on our light.

Step out the box and shine that laser past our darker nights.

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