I Love to Drive the Viking (Can I Dream?)

[x4]
I love to drive the viking
I love to drive the viking
I love to drive the viking
I love to drive you through the hole
I like to sleep
and drift into the coma
Low tide, damn K on faders
Panic all blue from me now
I like to dream
when I'm in a hurry
I may be falling but my dreams mold the radar
like the sound the storm
When alone
sense of time is fading,
illusions come over with amnesia breaking
Phrases come cryptic to me
In the night
glutamate receptor
Finetunes, the remote viewing
My troubles slide into the drone
In my room
perfect is the compass
Yeah, in my dreams I sleep in my wake, in my wake
I sleep in my wake, in my wake
Can I dream? [x7]
Can I dream? [x3]
Can I dream? [x3]
Can I dream? [x3]
Can I dream? [x3]
Can I dream? [x51]