Ghosts Of A Different Dream - Guided By Voices

Adrenaline, what did you find

The fog of a nightmare dissipated

I wrote a sign, to know that mind

The ghosts of a different dream are waiting

A different kind of kiss

The souls of a different mist are rolling

I’ve been inside the mist

The ghosts of another fist are calling

The troops are led, internal red

Despite of the oldest trumpet blaring

A world of hate can’t penetrate

The crest of the different shield your wearing

A different kind of fight

Keep those telephones a-ringing

I’ve been inside alright

The ghosts of a different dream are singing