Electric Dreams - Front Line Assembly

We are all long lost souls

Trying to conceive

We are numbered human puppets

Praying to believe

As you look in to my eyes

A sadness comes to be

The thoughts of better endings

Were hopes for you and me

So cold is the ground

It makes no sound

Reflecting these electric dreams

A fragile transmission

Of inner peace

Forbidden pleasures

Of days gone by

We will never see

The planets slowly dying

These feelings once we had

As mother nature’s crying

Forever we are sad

No more communication

We are victims of disease

The pain and the sorrow

No more time to see

As you look in to my eyes

As sadness comes to be

These thoughts of happy endings

Were hopes for you and me