Atomic Opera:Fever Dream

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“Fever Dream”
Artist: Atomic Opera
Albums: Penguin Dust (1997)


The flowers in your hair have all withered
The tears dried in your eyes and filled with sand
The toys we built for play have overcome us
It doesn't seem like a world without end

I try to stir from the slumber and the vision
I try to rise from the poison of the dream
I try to hold on to the things I should believe in
I try to remember the things that I believe

I try to run from the anger and the reason
I try to figure out what's wrong ...
It looks like a fever to me
Makes people do crazy things
It's got to be a feverdream.

The freedom in the air is polluted
And free love is a never ending need
I hear people praying for the future
But it sounds like like they're talking in their sleep

I try to run from the anger and the reason
I try to figure out what's wrong ...
It looks like a fever to me
Makes people do crazy things
It's got to be a feverdream.

Looks like a fever
It's got to be a fever
Well, it looks like a fever
It's got to be a fever

I try to run from the anger and the reason
I try to figure out what's wrong ...
It looks like a fever to me
Makes people do crazy things
It's got to be a feverdream.

It's got to be a feverdream.
It looks like it's a feverdream.

The flowers in your hair have all withered
The tears dried in your eyes and filled with sand
Looks like a fever


Maybe all this super-sensitive PC talk is just a small way to change a world that seems so unchangeable and large ... What we can't change we re-define.