We say "You run away to utopia"
This way of speaking belongs to us
You say "A utopia needs to contain this, an actual dream
A dream is where we don't consider ourselves
We just appear in a symbolic state
A dream is where we set ourselves aside
Is the plan without the plan"
And this song is regulated by copyright regulations
And dreaming doesn't have copyright
I guess you could say "The revolution will not be owned"
A dream is a remix of awake, something is opened
And lets go of consciousness
Like in surgery something fizzles out
The creature makes its sortie
I wake up to the first frost, experienced
Previously inhabited, like a summer house
What lies by my bed, an impossible creature
A dream, a dream, a dream, a dream, a dream