Army Of Dreamers

Were not strange

Were just sleeping

We all just drift around

Were not trying

We are dreaming

We all blend in the crowd

Down my head turns

But in heart fire burns

Down my head it turns

In heart fire burns

Were the army of dreamers

Were the idle people

Were the ones

That make no sound

Waiting in the background

Oh, life goes on without us

People come and people go

Every suburb looks the same

Street by street house by house

Were the army of dreamers

Were the idle people

Were the ones that don't count

Waiting in the background

But we are mirrors to this world

We speak, if were heard

But we bleed, if were hurt

And we seethe, if were burned