The night spent kicking cars Won't you help me find the stars? The things I dream Are tearing up the structure's seams And analyse with ice cold eyes Something in me makes you realise The things I dream Are tearing up the structure's seams And why can't we be analogue? Running around in your consumer fog And you're another stupid pet Hey, did you forget your cigarettes? We look to the kicked in stars Family daytrips to the Moon and Mars The things I dream Are tearing up the structure's seams And analyse with Irish eyes Something to me makes you want to die The things I dream Are tearing up the structure's seams And why can't we be analogue? Running around in your consumer fog And you're another stupid pet Hey, did you forget your cigarettes? And why can't we be analogue? Running around in your consumer fog And you're another stupid pet Hey, did you forget your cigarettes?