Look at all those people alone
Look where they’re going
Look how nobody’s flying
Not flying any more
Wake me up when it’s tomorrow outside
You seem to be dressed in rain
It’s another terrible day, but
We’re made of dreams
What a lovely silence, my love
Let me sleep
I have to go I don’t know where
But I have to go away
Cobalt skies, distant skies
All for nothing, isn’t it?
It’s another terrible day, but
We’re made of dreams
If someone wants to do harm, they’ll do it
If they want to fly, they’ll fly
Only people who crawl fight to the death
We’re made of dreams
Wake me up when it’s finished outside
Even dressed in rain
The night isn’t finished
Nothing is for nothing, you know
Cobalt dreams, distant dreams
I can give you back a smile
It’s another terrible day but
We’re made of dreams
It’s another terrible day but
We’re made of dreams