Tekster: Frames. Burn the Maps. Dream Awake.

There's a point to all this dreaming
To every man his just dessert's
And every time I caught you leaving
I had to dream awake, I had to dream awake

For every time I came home screaming
Got sent away, with no warnin' at all
I had to dream awake, I had to dream awake

There's a callin', a callin', a callin'
To everyone, who lost somethin'
Who had to dream awake, who had to dream awake
Take us under now, take us under now

There's a fight were not contending
Where we have to the words get mixed and the point is lost
We have to dream awake, we have to dream awake
To take us under now, take us under now

There's a warnin', a warmin', a warnin'
To everyone, who took somethin'