"The ceiling had something mysterious to me
It seemed to fall down like fruit from a tree
There were things coming out, a horse, a knight,
Men, women, children, all lost in a fight..."
"I won't say too much to you
The dream we've had is not coming true
Our luck is running out of time
And every word is a bullet now..."
"Wake up in the morning
Next to me Theres a cute face Ive never seen Oh,
Im aware that in a way It must be the gift of yesterday
Feel the body burn Ill set you free..."