There's many, many, many, many, many, many, shores
There's many people knocking at the never-ending doors
Stairs ever-growing, spiraling alone
There's no way out of here
There's no place to go
There's lots of lovely sweeties at the local sweetie store
We're maniacs embellished, means he's at a secret draw
I'm always f*cking hungry, hungrier to know
Is John a happy boy in the world of Herringbone?
All that we can do is fantasize
The only truly human enterprise
Professional dreamer
Professional dreamer
Professional dreamer
There's many different times and many different worlds
There's many other guys and there's many other girls
Some were lower shod, a man without his cloak
I know the story line and none of us will kill
I met a pro dreamer and his name is Mr. John
He said that I'm a dreamer but I'm not the only one
He offered me two sweeties, one is red and one is blue
Attested we wouldn't go but none of it was true
All that we can do is fantasize
The only truly human enterprise
Professional dreamer
Professional dreamer
Professional dreamer
Professional dreamer
Professional dreamer
Professional dreamer
Professional dreamer