The Sanctity Of Dreams - Live

Paint a moustache on the Mona Lisa

Ride a Harley through the heart of danger

Pick up a pen and fight a war for the right to dream

I was seventeen

Give up my house, sleep for nights on concrete

Meditate with all the bums on Vine Street

No more running, no more hiding in the house of the dead

I think I?

ll grow some dreads

I believe in the sanctity of dreams

No more running from these masqueraders

I believe that society will never dream like me I dream of loving, of the empty graveyard

I dream of Vegas and the transcendental wildcard

A place where noone waits to die before they go into the light

And just the blind have sight

I follow nothing but the compass of my instinct

No matter where it leads, I know it will take me to the brink

And leave me there by myself and all alone with my dreams

Can you hear my scream?

I believe in the sanctity of dreams

No more running from these masqueraders

I believe that society will never dream like me Never dream like me Society will never dream like me Never dream like me Ooh ooh ooh

I believe in the sanctity of dreams

No more running from these masqueraders

I believe that society will never dream like me Oh-oh

I believe in the sanctity of dreams

No more running from these masqueraders

I believe that society will never dream like me Never dream like me Society

Society will never dream like me Society

Society

Society will never dream like me