all my dreams are on tv

people standing in lines
hypnotized by the colours that light our way
we are the grey mass and the applause
here i feel safe and the voice on the radio speaks for me alone:
"baby, cover your eyes!"

what? pick me! you're so close to get there
you're so ripe, you're so ripe
cut. the next scene: we're so full of laughter and no one dies alone

he did not exist until he was found from the screen
a dance through the space and time
he was saved to the other side
here i feel safe with empty space as a shelter
here i feel safe
cover my eyes

what? pick me! you're so close to get there
you're so ripe, you're so ripe
cut. the next scene: we're so full of laughter and no one dies alone

all my dreams are on tv

(you shook up. sex and violence.)

i saw you wave from the moon through the space, through the satellites
a beautiful, piercing light and a cloud like a mushroom
you will sell me a dream and i will know you're a liar
even though we don't want to be alone