FeverDream - Atomic Opera

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 fever dream

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 fever dream

Looks like a fever

It’s got to be a fever

Well, it looks like 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 fever dream

It’s got to be a fever dream

It looks like it’s a fever dream

The flowers in your hair have all withered

The tears dried in your eyes and filled with sand

Looks like a fever

(It) looks like a fever

(It) looks like a fever

Looks like a fever