Feverdream

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 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