Head In The Sand

If up to you

you'd have your head in the sand

Your body on the fault lines

If up to you
You'd have no reason to doubt
Your head in the clouds

Why don't you just live and let me dream about it

I got old
Waiting around
I got old
Waiting around
I got older
Tonight
I'm going to set it alight
I'm going to make it right

You better shut your eyes

Still seeing things I guess

I saw you slipping to the other side

... then we spilled into the streets

like a riot

You better shut your mouth,

You're digging holes again

I heard you calling from the other side...

Why i never got hold

of those old ideas

I'll never know...

A thousand points of light 

What makes you think you’re the one

I saw swimming to the other side?

This is no chemical dream...