I am still without devotion
'Cause we're all asleep at the wheel
Asleep and so surrounded by what we feel
A bad dream
On a rope and pulled through the ocean
With my heart, I'm lost out at sea
And every kind of thought screams misery
So lonely
I'm a 'Johny come lately' but I will not give up
Find the words, they escape me, but I'm full of dumb luck
And the world is an oyster, with a poisonous shell
And the look in my eye is a look that can kill

I am not without emotion
I have ran from the pain of my youth
From the mess that I hunt
The catch and the thrill and I knew
I am not (dream of it) in the circles of envy
I'd thank God, but then what is he for?
'Cause I left a few white calls at his front door
I'll leave more (dream of it)
I'm a 'Johny come lately' but I will not give up (dream of it)
And the words, they escape me, but I'm full of dumb luck (dream of it)
And the world is an oyster with a poisonous shell
And the look in my eye is a look that can kill
Don't you go, come a little bit closer now
If you like, when you die
March your soul to a little fire now
If you like, when you die
Speak to me, cry a river and make believe
If you like, when you die
Clap your hands, do whatever your heart commands
You will find, when you die, you are mine
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Dream of it
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Dream of it
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Don't you go, come a little bit closer now
If you like, when you die
March your soul to a little fire now
If you like, when you die
Speak to me, cry a river and make believe
If you like, when you die
Clap your hands, do whatever your heart commands
You will find, when you die, you are mine