Just go to sleep, we'll talk about this in our dreams
In a dream, you can scream like a puppy in a field of bones
Like a child in his bedroom of a broken home
You can scream and I will scream so you don't scream alone

Turpentine
We'll drink it in our dreams, but we don't die
We stay alive
We stay alive
We will fly in the basket of a hot air balloon
But the edge of the crescent Moon will send us falling