Utopia

I among the sleeping crown
Taking hand
You draw it out
There's a hunger in my being
Flooded by an emerald high
You are unearthed
I discover
Washing over
Holy other
Oh it's surreal it's surreal it's surreal
yeah
Oh it's surreal it's surreal it's surreal
yeah
Eye among the sleeping crown
Taking hand you draw it out
There's a hunger in my being
Flooded by an emerald high
You are unearthed
I discover
Washing over
Holy other
And is this my reality?
And is this really happening?
And is this my reality?
And is this really happening?