Dreams

you're reading my thoughts
Dreams old men dream
it's just like when we were kids
We'd lay around wondering
We try to listen to what they said

Push my piano outside
I don't care, I don't care
Meet the media black sky
I don't care, I don't care
The neighbors will complain
Let them stare, Let them stare
Who knows where the time goes
I don't care, I don't care

What would you think of me if I told you
I haven't slept in weeks
I've been up chasing my childhood with a pen
These are dreams old men dream.

Cold war kids