The Sanctity of Dreams

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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 no one 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


Lyrics submitted by ezmo311

The Sanctity of Dreams Lyrics as written by Chad David Taylor Chad Alan Gracey

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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    I love this song!

    Greatest line: "I follow nothing but the compass of my instinct"

    javathenutzon March 12, 2006   Link
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    great song!... should certainly warrant more than 2 comments.. :S

    assembly lineon December 25, 2007   Link

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