Woke up from dreaming of a far off place 

Some place I think we left long ago

Was it all better, well who’s to say?

I kind of think of it now like a sideshow

Because when the curtain rose

We all laughed and clapped our hands

And as the music echoed brightly I 

Swung like an ape down from the stands

In the church of liberty

We were rebels of love

Shock full of sincerity

Spit, snarls and shrugs

Shacked up in the photobooth

While the ambulance bled

We went down to the riverside

But the water was red

Can’t stop dreaming about that faraway place

Was it really here and was it real?

Would I ever give up the chase

To once again catch that feel?

Now as the curtain falls

Do I regret a thing?

Did the ape turn into a man?

Did you ever teach him to sing?

In the school of solitude

Still the rebels of love

Display their attitudes

Despite having enough

Forced down into molecules

On the entropy ride

In our minds we still swing out

And into the blue water we dive