Let me follow you into the rising sea

Let me fall until my body goes to sleep

Though I've always wanted more

I can never quite ignore

That I seem to have it better in my dream

When I hear them making music of remorse

And the certainty of truth it changes course

When I'm walking through the door

I can never quite ignore

That I seem to have it better in this dream

Where the silence and the wreckage become one

And the eulogy to logic is undone

Though I've always wanted more

I can never quite ignore

That I seem to have it better in my dream