Engine Dreams Songtext
von Sepha.

Ridin′ through a dead landscape with you, now it's calm
Nightwalker on the trail of the past
Disarmed by the guns of future men
Standin′ mean before you when
The statues fall now the towers small
And the dreams they sell of when the sky tried to repel our gases
But some work of human genius survived it
Now the engines can revive you

Let the light wrap you in a spell
And the wind revive you
Let the light wrap you in a spell
And the wind revive you


Speechless, my friend
But we're together in the hour of the dead
Tryna revive the feeling again
Speechless, my friend
But we're together in the hour of the dead
Tryna revive the feeling again
Speechless, my friend
But we′re together in the hour of the dead
Tryna revive the feeling again

Ridin′ through an automated city with you wheel to wheel
Street stalkers on the trail of the past
They steal from the work of future men
Make us lazier than we were back then
You lost the gruel, eight-hour fuel
Of the work under egos for a lame wage
Ask if you now use your time in a better way?
Or does the lack of dismay and boredom

Fuel a new kinda lust in engine dreams
Above menial tasks and boring things
In endless time with idle dimes
In endless time with idle dimes

Let the light wrap you in a spell
And the wind revive you
And the wind revive you


Speechless, my friend
But we're together in the hour of the dead
Tryna revive the feeling again
Speechless, my friend
But we′re together in the hour of the dead
Tryna revive the feeling again
Speechless, my friend
But we're together in the hour of the dead
Tryna revive the feeling again

See, we met again, see, we met again
Tryna revive the feeling again
Here we are in the land of make-believe, right?