Army Of Dreamers

we're not strange 
we're just sleeping 
we all just drift around 
we're not trying 
we are dreaming 
we all blend in the crowd 

down my head turns 
but in heart fire burns 
down my head it turns 
in heart fire burns 

we're the army of dreamers 
we're the idle people 
we're the ones that make no sound 
waiting in the background 

oh, life goes on without us 
people come and people go 
every suburb looks the same 
street by street house by house 

down my head turns 
but in heart fire burns 
down my head it turns 
in heart fire burns 

we're the army of dreamers 
we're the idle people 
we're the ones that don't count 
waiting in the background 
but we are mirrors to this world 
we speak, if we're heard 
but we bleed, if we're hurt 
and we seethe, if we're burned 

we're the army of dreamers 
we're the idle people 
we're the ones that don't count 
waiting in the background 
but we are mirrors to this world 
we speak, if we're heard 
but we bleed, if we're hurt 
and we seethe, if we're burned