In the beginning we were full of ideals
We were talking it out instead of keeping it real
It was a palace made of papier-mâché
And it got thicker and thicker as we were adding it on
I gave your palace a garden and a fake little lawn
Make it look so pretty, instead of making it strong

We kept ourselves in the moment
And we didn’t ask for a lot
We were dreaming of nothing
And now it’s all that we’ve got

So if you’re thinking of building you should start with the cellar
Maybe read a few books by Buckminster Fuller
Keep it strong, keep it simple, and make it airtight
And if you fail then start over with whatever if left
It seems only apparent that those old parts work best
Seeing how everything falters when put to the test

Now you can take what you want
Like you can leave what you choose
But if you’re dreaming of nothing
Then you got nothing to loose

So I’m walking around with my bag full of parts
And I’m looking for someone with some rulers and charts
Who maybe is looking to build something new
Maybe out in the country where we won’t need that lawn
We’ll have acres and acres and some fish in a pond
No more rain, no more salvage, and no more wandering around

That’s what I’m dreaming about

We’ll build this house together
And shape it as we please
‘cause I don’t need a palace
I’m dreaming of nothing

Are you dreaming with me?


Lyrics submitted by SephNite

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