We have a dream
We dream of having fought for more than painted fences
We have a dream
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past tense
I look around this enormous city
Once upon a time on fire, at war
Looking at it from the white in your eye,
You don't realize it still is raging on
People in a hurry race right by me
Too fast to really understand
Too far removed from the truth
White blues playing blackjack,tell me
What do I look like?
Does it matter what I look like?
We know what's at stake, our worries deep,
We sit awake while we should sleep, and
We have a dream
We dream of having fought for more than painted fences
We have a dream
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past tense
The kumbaya's are getting shot to pieces,
And I ain't never need to overcome
Pretty little had a painful wake-up
But in a bed, not in the back of a van
I am not whatever happened to me
I am what I choose to become
You got a choice, you got a bright future
But you ain't got a clue what's going on
What is our difference?
What if there wasn't any difference?
All our eyes are shut, we sow our seeds, we all get cut and we all bleed, I ask you
What do I look like?
Does it matter what I look like?
You don't know the stakes, you've been asleep
You've never ever been cut deep, singing
We have a dream
We dream of having fought for more than painted fences
We have a dream
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past tense
I know it seems
It seems the dream has never been so far away now
Still we keep on dreaming
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past
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We have a dream
We dream of having fought for more than painted fences
We have a dream
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past tense
I look around this enormous city
Once upon a time on fire, at war
Looking at it from the white in your eye,
You don't realize it still is raging on
People in a hurry race right by me
Too fast to really understand
Too far removed from the truth
White blues playing blackjack,tell me
What do I look like?
Does it matter what I look like?
We know what's at stake, our worries deep,
We sit awake while we should sleep, and
We have a dream
We dream of having fought for more than painted fences
We have a dream
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past tense
The kumbaya's are getting shot to pieces,
And I ain't never need to overcome
Pretty little had a painful wake-up
But in a bed, not in the back of a van
I am not whatever happened to me
I am what I choose to become
You got a choice, you got a bright future
But you ain't got a clue what's going on
What is our difference?
What if there wasn't any difference?
All our eyes are shut, we sow our seeds, we all get cut and we all bleed, I ask you
What do I look like?
Does it matter what I look like?
You don't know the stakes, you've been asleep
You've never ever been cut deep, singing
We have a dream
We dream of having fought for more than painted fences
We have a dream
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past tense
I know it seems
It seems the dream has never been so far away now
Still we keep on dreaming
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past
We dream of having fought for more than painted fences
We have a dream
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past tense
I look around this enormous city
Once upon a time on fire, at war
Looking at it from the white in your eye,
You don't realize it still is raging on
People in a hurry race right by me
Too fast to really understand
Too far removed from the truth
White blues playing blackjack,tell me
What do I look like?
Does it matter what I look like?
We know what's at stake, our worries deep,
We sit awake while we should sleep, and
We have a dream
We dream of having fought for more than painted fences
We have a dream
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past tense
The kumbaya's are getting shot to pieces,
And I ain't never need to overcome
Pretty little had a painful wake-up
But in a bed, not in the back of a van
I am not whatever happened to me
I am what I choose to become
You got a choice, you got a bright future
But you ain't got a clue what's going on
What is our difference?
What if there wasn't any difference?
All our eyes are shut, we sow our seeds, we all get cut and we all bleed, I ask you
What do I look like?
Does it matter what I look like?
You don't know the stakes, you've been asleep
You've never ever been cut deep, singing
We have a dream
We dream of having fought for more than painted fences
We have a dream
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past tense
I know it seems
It seems the dream has never been so far away now
Still we keep on dreaming
A dream where all the lines were drawn in the past
Writer: FREDERIK BALL, JARLE BERNHOFT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC