Flashes lit up the darkness of wartime
You can see the paleness of worn nerves
These were the places that made us
Now riddled with the ghosts of another world
Born to live again
Standing strange in a sea of beige
I'm spun, and naked
And reckless, like a dream
Sweet dreams of otherness
In memory of mankind
I am listening but I can’t hear you
Well, maybe I'm losing my mind
Maybe I'm losing my mind
I’m losing my mind
Soft explosions echo from the rooftops
It must be the call of youthful noise
Finally in the age that we were born
Ancient language with a modern voice
Born to live again
Standing strange in a sea of beige
I'm spun, and naked
And reckless, like a dream
You can see the paleness of worn nerves
These were the places that made us
Now riddled with the ghosts of another world
Born to live again
Standing strange in a sea of beige
I'm spun, and naked
And reckless, like a dream
Sweet dreams of otherness
In memory of mankind
I am listening but I can’t hear you
Well, maybe I'm losing my mind
Maybe I'm losing my mind
I’m losing my mind
Soft explosions echo from the rooftops
It must be the call of youthful noise
Finally in the age that we were born
Ancient language with a modern voice
Born to live again
Standing strange in a sea of beige
I'm spun, and naked
And reckless, like a dream
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