Tekster: Jars Of Clay. Good Monsters. Surprise.

Shoot a dream in your arm
And sleep away
It's not the stuff that kills you
That keeps your life at bay

Every crash pulls you in reach
Of a watershed of signal flares
That cover your beach

These are just placebos
To make us feel all right
Illusions in our pockets
Make our feathers float us high

For a second I thought I saw
Your eyelids rise
A moment something restless
Caught you by surprise
Surprise, surprise

We are so beautiful
When we sleep
Hearts of gold and eyes
So deep, deep, deep

But love won't cure the chaos
And hope won't hide the loss
And peace is not the heroine
That shouts above the cause

And love is wild for reasons
And hope though short in sight
Might be the only thing
That wakes you by surprise
Surprise, surprise

And dream, little ones
See the world just begun

And love is wild for reasons
And hope though short in sight
Might be the only thing
That wakes you by surprise

For a moment I thought I saw
Your eyelids rise
Surprise, surprise