I used to have a meaning for every single little thing Now I find some comfort in surreal liberty I see the reflection of a young self-conscious guy In the scattering of lights up in the sky With eyes closed Feeling the hysteria With eyes closed Getting high on agonists And the feeling dissipates It never really was there And the feeling dissipates So I take off into space and stay in Reverie Reverie Reverie ♪ An old man told me eventually that beauty never lasts No matter how many flowers blossom, how many simply die So burn all the fuckers and throw their ashes up to the sky All the beauty lies in dreams And you can only see the beauty when you're in Reverie Reverie Reverie Reverie